No Flower More Beautiful in My Garden...
There I was - like every other old man trying to hold on to his youth
The bartender really didn't want to have to deal with it
She'd heard enough stories of one's that got away
From guys better looking, richer, and a lot less drunker
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat nice
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat decent
In the meantime, I'm here, like a demonic presence in a room
Emanating ill will from the walls
In the meantime, I'm here, like a chronic ambivalence in costume
Knocking back a shot of Walker Blue
Someday I will meet someone or maybe not
I'm going to figure it out one of these days
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday, though there's a chance I won't want to
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday, though there's a chance I won't want to
There's a chance I won't want to
I just won't want to and I won't care
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
Someday I will meet someone who may be somewhat able to relate
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