Alot Like You Poem by G. Buddy Bercu

Alot Like You



I got nobody
Hells my home
nobody cares
and I'm all alone
I'm alot like you
Don't you know
I'm a lot like you
Yea, you know it's true.

And, I got no money
no set plans
left waitin' on
no promised lands
I'm alot like you
Heaven knows,
I'm alot like you.


I keep my eyes wide open
so I don't get fooled
I'm listenin' up
Gettin' over myself
cause, I know, you know, we know
I'm alot like you
and thank you for the favor
Might like the flavor
something to savor
on your elevators.
with your party favors
and their player makers
Now that I'm able to sit at your table
and stomach your fable
I'm screamin thank you
thank you
thank you for your favor
Everybody wants iced pink champagne.
To dirty dance in your warm spring rains
Beluga Caviar.
Wanna party down heart like a super star
and you're screamin thank you
thank you,
thank you for your favor.
Yeah
I'm alive, a lie.
you're a live lie too
That must be how I got hooked up
and all the way in
with a lie. with a lie
with a dirty little lie like you, babe.

And we've got nobody
no way home
Nobody cares
and we're on our own
I'm alot like you.
Hell knows
I'm alot like you
now you know it's true.
Got no money
no set plans
left waitin on no promised lands
I'm a lot like you
I'm alot like you.
You keep your eyes wide open
so you won't get fooled.
You're listen up
and gettin' over yourself
Cuz, you know, I know,
we know
who don't know.
I'm alot like you
and thank you for your fay
ay ay vor.
Yeah.
You all want a piece of my rock
A sliver off my clock
A bite of my lollipop
The cream of my crop
The finest of my stock
With a cherry on top
Be the fastest gun on my block
But, where's your piece
Where's my piece
Where's our tiny, bloody, sweaty, tasty
little piece
of the rock.
Piece of the rock
Piece of the Rock
It's why I got nobody
no way home.
Nobody cares
and I'm on my own
I'm alot like you
alot like you
you know, it's true
And I got no money
no set plans
left waitin on no
promised lands.
I'm alot like you.
Hell knows
I'm alot like you.
Best keep our eyes wide open
so we won't fooled
We're listenen' up
and gettin over ourselves.
Cuz, I know,
you know
We know
they know, who don't know
I'm alot like you
and thank you
thank you
thank you
for the favor.

Buddy Bee Anthony

All editing, and copyrights reserved as it is, by this author
Re-edited 7/30/2023 @ 5: 40 AM Pacific Time.

Monday, November 21, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: song
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
OrIginal street song
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roseann Shawiak 03 November 2014

Good tempo and rhythm - light and fun to read. You are a lot like me in that I totally love music and poetry! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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