letra de she lets me in by the back door - songdog

she lets me in by the back door, the tv sound off not to
wake her kid,
and afterwards she lies there, i guess just dreaming
dreams….
i stay till she falls asleep, play some solitaire
or watching the moonlight play across her -rs-,
the last bacardi she poured growing stale in a gl-ss ……
“you’re a little out of shape”, she said, “maybe it’s
time you hit the gym”.
she saw the picture in my p-ssport, we both laughed at my
moustache.
she bought me a yankees cap so i could look like a
regular guy ….
there’s still snow on the fields, mist on the hedges
outside,
night tip-toes in, slowly drowning her smile ….
i said “you know how it is sometimes, some days you just
wake up terrified?”.
she said “there’s beer in the fridge downstairs
but you sound like you got drunk before you came”.
i said “aww, don’t pay me no heed, broken-hearted is my
default mode” .
her kid’s comic lies open close by where she lies,
at a cartoon moonlit road winding to a cartoon sunrise
…..

- songdog

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