Wish I could be nude — as nude as can be

And running around living most of life free.

Wish I were a taller, more elegant man

But I’ll use what I got as well as I can

Wish I were a bird who could fly through the sky

I’d wish I were you but someone would ask why

And I would ridic’lously invent an excuse

Like I want to read minds — be as august as Zeus.