On a loose cord let go by the bartender last call for all a quick call will make me ball no win for the evening only a whine of grieving an arien talk all over fancy may be top to bottom won't spill over two of man that wants see each other bit a maidens bliss is one she can have no other saddened take myself astray but before her my state lay bay bare until the words of a man unseen get through to me a life of misery I will live if I don't destiny her words hard and true and from her cane like a book about who controls who I realize even if everyone is like no other she would make the perfect mother her words she spoke bury me deep from time to time I hear her in my morning speech thinking about what to give a life an honor for two I hope will do.
