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Sep 2017
I want to walk in
bartender gives me a smile
She says, 'hey how's it been?'
And then we talk for a while

She pours me a drink
asks, 'what'll it be?'
'Oh just the regular,
but with a side of green beans'
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
It's something I'd like to be
A familiar face, man
Comin' in off the streets
---
And now my car's close to empty
And I need to grab milk
So I'll buy half a gallon
And give her a fill

'Back for dairy again, huh?
It'll be two fifty-nine'
'Plus I need some regular gas
Here's twenty this time'
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
Somewhere where they know me
They give me **** for my habits
And for driving a red SUV
---
Now I pull in the drive way
And I walk through the door
I take a look at the clock
Already ten fifty-four

I make my way to the bedroom
Trying not to wake her from sleep
I lay in my regular spot
And she puts her arms around me
---
I wanna be a regular somewhere
It's something that I've yet to be
'Cause I don't know if you know this -
Sometimes I'm even irregular to me
Thoughts about how dynamic my life is, and how tired I'm getting of it now that I'm getting older
Alexander Albrecht
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Alexander Albrecht  29/M/Minneapolis
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