Mulling It Over - Blues Traveler

I’m mulling it over

Thoughts at a grasp

You know I’m taking it in now

So much, so fast

I’m riding a feeling

Into deeper seas

I can’t seem to fret now

It don’t bother me

'Cause I’m mulling it over, yeah

Said I’m mulling it over

I said I’m mulling it over

I said I’m mulling it over

Oh, mulling it over, yeah

I said I’m mulling it over

And over

I said I’m mulling it

Mulling it mulling it

Mu-mu-mu-mulling it over

Mulling it over

Twinkle twinkle little star

Wish I could afford a guitar

Sing a song of sixpence, pocketful of rye

Wish it was more than crumbs I could buy

Meet forever after

Don’t he dress real well

You know he’s clutching his chest now

Or couldn’t you tell

Desperate to score now

No matter how hard he tries

You know he’s strung out on future

See it in his eyes

And I’m mulling it over, yeah

Said I’m mulling it over

I said I’m mulling it over

I said I’m mulling it over and over and over and over and over, yeah