the girls look really really sad
  like a trucker who's breath
  is smelling really bad
    from corn nuts and
  cokes and cigarettes
  like an only child
  or kids who have turrets
    like a high school reunion / a dead river
    how are you fine i'm doing well
  looks like your wife threw in the towel
  i'd rather walk the gang plank
  if i must be frank
    i banked on my own ideas
  your ship came in but then it sank
  i get around ideas
    that's life
  forget the inbetweens
    that's life
  it's all you man
    that's life
  just like daddy said
    that's life
  i'll get the lube man