One day I'm going to spend the next ten years in a bar Don't ask me to leave or I won't come back I assume you like my life savings I'm going to sell my car I'm going to sell my name Then I won't have to raise my kids anymore They'll know where to find me Burning poems into the table with a Cuban cigar If they're lucky they won't be embarrassed If they're lucky they'll get it But if they're not they'll think being a lawyer is being a star