Don't Tell Me

I don't know what I have done,But I'm sure I will in the next five seconds,You see I have a telephone,When people call they don't stop ringing for me,Last night was as mystery,So the words can create a picture for my mind to see,Pictures seem to make me sweat,Something in the morning my sisters told me I would regret.Refuse to believe what you just told me,Refuse to believe till you tell me slowly,Or bring me down gradually.Aremsee he under-stands,He's not afraid to tell me about my late night shenanigans,See I was put here for the world to see,You can't tell me where I'm going or tell me who I'd like to be,I don't intend to stop my drinkin',I know I should and it's clever thinkin',But don't tell me...I don't know what I have done, but I'm sure I will,In the next five seconds,You see I have a telephone,And when people call they don't stop ringing for me.Things they change as you get older,No longer a devil on each shoulder,But please, please, please... don't tell me.