Sitting in a corner bar wishing things had been different with you
On my knee Randy the lush parodies Marilyn Monroe, asking if I’ll buy her another drink
Not wanting to feel those pesky lonely feelings I snap my fingers, for another round
A Credence cover band blasts out a respectable Susie-Q I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, oh baby, I love you Susie-Q
I catch myself falling into Randy’s amply exposed bosom she just strokes my hair and says Oh honey, you paid for em
Rod Stewart steals the microphone grinds out “I recall the night we shared a dream” and the crowd goes wild. Rod shakes his arthritic hips wondering if this 79th attempted comeback will crack it open
Through the nicotine windows I watch all the people rush by Lou Reed press his face against the glass and sings “I see the Light” then merges with the suits
On cue Randy takes my hand saying Honey I’ll show you the light
Here we go again upstairs to chase away the pain of being all alone
I wonder – what’s going on
