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