Saturday, October 11, 2003

Ironic lyrics heard at work today

"Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says Bill, I believe this is killing me
As the smile ran away from his face
Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"


So maybe not a movie star, but something that at least requires me dust my brain off again.

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