With some people, you just can't lose

 

It’s just turned Monday; I already miss Sunday.
It’s late December; I wish it was summer.
It’s getting late here; ain’t got no money to waste on beer,
‘cause I’ve been drinking all weekend…
And I’ve been wasting my time with my best friend.
She said she had to leave on Friday evening,
But I guess we lost track of time again.


It’s going home time; I’m walking in the sunshine.
When I get back I’ll open the wine
And then we will drink until three a.m., again.
It’s past my bedtime; I’m busy writing lines.
I tell her I’m feeling fine
And then I throw up…she is still my friend.


She lies with me in bed;
We’ve always been good friends.
Then she rolls over and takes hold of my head;
We kiss…is the end…of us being friends?


The story continues;
We tell our story from different views.
We stay together until we are old and grey…
I guess with some people you just can’t lose.

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