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