Out of Season

I am left when  you  are right

I’m  too precious  about your advice

I’m  the jangle in the jingle that you play

You dish it out I throw it back

I play ball you’re the bat

I’m not comfortable with your humble in my life

When I'm in I cant be found

When I'm out its a crime

I've been waiting to forget me everyday

Today I wouldn't trade me for all the China in tea

Tomorrow I want to be her ....not me

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