I was talking to my roommate yesterday. He was lodging a complaint about missing laundry detergent.
He bought a large bottle of detergent and only used it once. He was asking if I was having any trouble
with missing detergent and I told him "no" that I hide my detergent because of passed experience. I
assured him it was not me taken it. With suspicion eyes he agreed it wasn't me. There are two other
suspects in the home.
This song was about a women I was married to who I thought would kill me in the end. She was
absolutely nuts. She would sit in a large chair with her legs crossed and would bounce her right foot up
and down with this tense look on her face. And just stare into space.
Was she watching from the chair
I'am happy I do care
I got a good lie
got a good lie
Is she waltzing on the way
I'm having a good time
I want be alive
want ta be alive
Now I'm looking at the stare
It's such a beware
I'm going to take it alone
gonna take it alone
Wanta stumble out of the haze
I'm looking down the stairs
gonna take a chance
lookin for romance
Does she happen to declare
It's all a mistake
gunna take a bath
gutta a little laugh
Do I really want to
Do I really care
Do I really want too
