You in you out I'm excited again
Maybe you maybe not but we'll not pretend
I love you a lot and there ain't no doubt
Maybe you maybe not but we're gonna find out

I met her on a drunken night when I put my head down on her shoulder
We danced I suppose I lifted arms just to hold her

I'm in love with the look in your eyes
When you are angry ain't it just a disguise
There's evening empires and who's got the crown now?
We pay it no mind if one decides to be the clown now

I asked her to marry me when I heard a voice to tell me to
I was layin' down in bed it said ask her she might let you
I says I haven't got a ring and many things we'd have to do
It says you pay it no mind now who's gonna forget you?
I asked her to marry me she asked if I was serious
How could she not know I's serious I thought she's beggin' me to
Well I buried my head and said yes and she said yes I said oh my and then
           I kissed her and then nothing happened...


A cloud descended like a dust and my head hurt but I was tired
The next day I had the most brilliant idea at work I said, Hey! I'll call it off!


Didn't see her after work I had another engagement, seeing the new City
           Treasurer being sworn in he was my step dad
When I got home oh man my head was really throbbin' now and I could
            hardly stand
Pile of dishes, pile of clothes every gadget turned on and ev'ry window
            closed
I said don't mind the dishes and let me turn off all of those there was a
            grouchin' in my voice and I took off most my clothes
I opened up a window let the evening air in, started on the dishes and she
            thinks it's a sin
Well I got to bed and she was cold as the North pole I forgot my idea and
            started workin' on my soul
Next morning finally comes and she's still not lookin' at me and I told her
             let's forget it she said hey why not forget 'we'
I tried to explain that marriage ain't all that there is and it was clouding up
            my mystery let's just leave it where it is
She just drove me to work I said you should make up your mind, cause
            you can sure leave me I ain't the crawlin' back kind

What this is all about
Maybe you maybe not
I got my mystery back
And we're gonna find out

My love's now the chandelier of my life from which all others do hang

I want to climb her and swing from her and gaze at her sparkle

Never before has my love been so fine

Each few days she gets finer

I's up to bat and I hit a sharp liner

Over the head of a short stop to left center

My smile was her smile and I slowed into second

Now I'm laughing and now in tears of sweet joy for my love and her sunshine

And she is the brightest and she is the highest and every last second of this life I've spent searching reminds me of how I want nothing more

And when times get hard I'm gonna learn quick to just smile because every last time it gets better much better

I'm always surprised I can be surprised I wonder why

I'm not expecting but it's always coming

Time after time after time after time

Better and better my love is a sweater

Have her in heat and slip with her within her

Then I pause in her eyes and pools fill with Jim's mystic heated wine

The pools overflow on and on it goes dance under water falls no need to end

I have found my friend

I'll not be lonely now she loves me that's the one that holds me

Well I'm crutching to the next whiskey bar.
When I get there set my poles down say, "Bucket of Old Style please
          and a-whiskey."
Duke's her name and by seven it will be the only thing that matters.
I'm having me a happy hour, then an elated hour.
Then I'm going wherever my bleary eyes take me, crutching along and Jim
         on the song.
Well I'm headed to the next whiskey bar, if I don't get there then I won't get
         too far.
Yeah I am going to the next       whiskey bar.

Splisheedifriyo kukamanga ow ow wow ow.
Spokeedoyoomba lololololo lo lo lo.
Padapadamba lamadeenononono no no oh.
Friggeedosoomba ba-ba-ba-ba ba  ba   ba    ba    ba.
Teeyo.

Mon ami, auin frer.
J'ne pais solil... entres courage.
So faun le si'plique en la je'pael.
Paella ene ***.
Suplique, france. Francois, chine.
Au revoir.

Nearly broken
                  Eyes half open
                                     Sashay swiftly on a pillow of air
Who would care?

Tired green mistress
                  Turn me slowly
                                     Feed me hunger and tussle my hair
You'll be there.

Somber sunny lady
                  Feigning lazy
                                     Take my hand and pull me aware
Love your share?

Slipp'ry silken maiden
                  Fashion maven
                                       Dress you up and fly down the stairs
To the fair.

70

“Arcturus” is his other name—
I’d rather call him “Star.”
It’s very mean of Science
To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day—
A “Savant” passing by
Murmured “Resurgam”—”Centipede”!
“Oh Lord—how frail are we”!

I pull a flower from the woods—
A monster with a glass
Computes the stamens in a breath—
And has her in a “class”!

Whereas I took the Butterfly
Aforetime in my hat—
He sits ***** in “Cabinets”—
The Clover bells forgot.

What once was “Heaven”
Is “Zenith” now—
Where I proposed to go
When Time’s brief masquerade was done
Is mapped and charted too.

What if the poles should frisk about
And stand upon their heads!
I hope I’m ready for “the worst”—
Whatever prank betides!

Perhaps the “Kingdom of Heaven’s” changed—
I hope the “Children” there Won’t be “new fashioned” when I come—
And laugh at me—and stare—

I hope the Father in the skies
Will lift his little girl—
Old fashioned—naught—everything—
Over the stile of “Pearl.”