Dining Alone

Same old shoes on the same old feet Same colored tie, every day of the week Shampoo, conditioner, rinse and repeat Drip dry, do it again I tell my woes to the knife and the spoon Dining alone at a table for two One glass of wine is plenty of time To dream about all of the things That I'll never do I wonder what it's like to fly a plane Or to meet a girl on Friday night And wake up next to her on Saturday To swim across the ocean blue To walk a mile upon the moon To wear the crown and sit upon the throne But it's getting late, this restaurant is closing I guess I'd better go I wander through the city, whistle a tune Walk into a bar and ruin the mood A dirty martini with an olive or two Shake, pour, do it again A couple more drinks, now they're kicking me out I always get in trouble when I open my mouth Stumble on home, fall into bed Drift off into my head I wonder what it's like to fly a plane Or to meet a girl on Friday night And wake up next to her on Saturday Oh to swim across the ocean blue To walk a mile upon the moon To wear the crown and sit upon the throne But it's getting late, the sun is coming up Off to work I go Same old shoes on the same old feet One-track mind, one-way street Nothing's gonna change for the same old me Eat, sleep, do it again Eat, sleep, do it again