Wine, Women and Song

Wine, women and song: I tried them all

It did not take me long to figure I'd unlock the door to happiness

I figured wrong (with a capital R)

All the baggage I brought wouldn't fit in a mid-size car

That's why I'm walking on eggshells down the via dolorosa

(Hasn't gotten me any closer so far)

Shacked up with a poet, no, it wasn't my department

Now I study the poetry of the studio apartment

Changing the catbox, baking the bread

I shoulda been paying the bills instead of paying homage to an image

Drawn from somebody else's head

Song, women, and wine

You can't fool all the people all the time

But if you're trying, if you're looking, if you're lucky

You can always fool a few and feel fine

Is the line between shame and dread

One grips the lungs, one brains the head

But either one can crush you

Anyone can crush you

Once I dated an actor, she was working on a play

By opening night we had nothing left to say to each other

It hit the wall, it was not resilient

She said that she was hungrier than I was brilliant

And who the hell was I to disagree?

Didn't you used to be someone who meant something to me?

Wine, women, and song

I tried them all it did not take me long

To figure I'd unlocked the door to happiness

I figured wrong