Wine, Women And Song

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 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 got 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 cat box and baking the bread

I should have 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

We 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?

Somebody who meant something to me

Someone who meant something to me

Wine, women, and song

I tried them all it did not take me long

To figure IWine, 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 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 got 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 and baking the bread

I should have 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

We 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?

Somebody who meant something to me

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 unlocked the door to happiness

I figured wrong