I would sing all the time with my rich voice

a handsome goatee would grow on my face

I'd play the drums more

I'd have short hair without damnation from my folks

I'd do manly things for people

slow dance so it'd make sense

get a job crab-fishing

fly planes and wear suits that fit

become a body builder

raise kids

drive a vehicle that told the world I have a big dick

drink whiskey

I'd yell a lot more, I'd be louder

and my name would be James

and I would be down thousands of dollars

to look the way I would.