In a world
Where the clocks dispense
Dollars bills
Every few seconds
You'd rethink
The importance of
Your appearance
At the country club
Here I am
Sitting on your couch
Watching MTV
While you bitch about
Your split ends
But who’d notice them?
We’re so far behind
We’ll miss intermission
I tried so hard to make you leave
But you’d bare your teeth
I admit defeat
I sit passive aggressively
“Baby take your time
For tonight
I guess tonight we dye”
Asked “Do I seem blonder to you?”
I replied “Baby, yeah you do.
I would expect a blonde to ask
Questions like that.”
She didn’t find that funny
Now her mascara’s running
Back to the drawing board
We’d be lucky to make the encore