Luck

She knew my story likely a little too wellIt was the kind of tale I couldn’t quite sellI was a bunch of basic for someone like herShe was the same age, but more mature She had admirers who were older than meWho I’d get to know and like reluctantlyI was jealous of those guys who […]

She’s Got an iPhone

Verse 1: She’s got an iPhone She’s always on that thing She’s got an iPhone And a diamond ring I don’t know who loves her Who lives inside her brain I don’t know where she works Or where she takes the train But she’s got an iPhone And she lives here in Maine Bridge: She […]

Not So Wise

She’s as hot as biscuits on Sunday mornin’ but she can be colder than a witches tit And when I put my right hand in her left one It feels like a worn-in leather baseball mitt And when I look into those turquoise eyes There’s a whole world in there to explore Just when I […]

From April to August

We were only together From April to August From Spring thru Summer She was fine, She was mine We’d hit the dive bars And the record shops From Spring thru Summer I was her fan and her man Sometime after Labor Day She said she was movin’ away Her father got a job up North […]

She’s Datin’ a Bad Boy

Her grades began to slip from A’s & B’s to C’s & D’s Her current choice of schoolboy won’t give her fond memories He’s been makin’ her feel guilty He don’t respect her one bit He’s a cocky lil’ sumbitch Born to end up a misfit She’s datin’ a bad boy Oh, he’s not gonna […]

Her Happy Place

When she’s had a hard day When she can’t even speak When she’s running on empty So depressed, afraid and weak It’s right there on her face I offer her a warm embrace And become her happy place And when she wants to talk She really needs to vent Maybe it’s work or the kids […]

Mama He’s Not Right

Well, I got off early from my dead end job And I headed to my girl’s parents’ place And they didn’t hear me let myself in I heard her sister state her case Saying, Mama, he’s not right Something’s wrong with that guy I heard he gets drunk and high Don’t you turn a blind […]

When We Make Love She Cries

She’s done all kinds of therapyThe kind I’m never there forWhen she’s done I pick her upShe stays silent & I’m still sore There’s things she won’t tell meThe kind of things I need to knowWithout intimacy in our marriageThere’s no trust & nowhere to go And when we make love she criesAnd I think […]