Double Bypass

[couchgrouch]

Double BypassLipstick note on the mirrorthe night she headed westher words scarred my reflectionand put an achin' in my chestso all I ask you misteris pour a big, tall glassI'm at this bar, cos she hurt my heartand I need a double bypassit takes more than two fingersto fight the hands of timebent over backwards to please hernow I'm breaking up insidecos few things hurt like truthwhen it's all a poor man hasthat's when nothing tastes as smoothas the first double bypassI know I could outlast itif I'd just face my pastbut for now I'll sneak past itwith one more double bypassso drain that jug of bourbonbarkeep...patch me up fasttears like a Texas flood, lonely fills my bloodso pour me a double bypass(c)2005 Robert George