Lyrics

Package of Goods
I'm not looking for attention or affection or connection.
Don't want to be your buddy or your partner or your lover
Don't need your assistance or persistence in pursuit of me

Pardon me, but you musta misunderstood,
My kind words and sweet smile - for a package of goods.

I don't need someone to talk to or sit next to or attach to
I'm not trying to entice you with my childlike playful nature
I'm not hiding an agenda there's no motive to my laughter

Well, pardon me, but you musta misunderstood
My bright eyes and openness, for a package of goods.

It's not that I don't care about you or your situation
It's not that I don't think you've got a lot of stuff to offer
It's not that I don't like to see the parts of you you show me
It's just, that I'm having too much fun already, with my package of goods

Maybe sometime we could take a walk and talk about what's never said
Or play a little guitar while we sing of love and heartache
Or maybe have a beer or two and feel a little closer

Well, but pardon me, let's not be misunderstood
By our cosmic close encounters, and sell our package of goods.