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Mid-Life Crisis
Jerry's becoming introspective. At least, he's being as introspective as his mind will allow with all he's has to drink. He blames Gail for all his problems, even if he allowed her to create them in the first place. A man has to put his foot down some time. Still, he won't stand on his own two feet.
Right now, I don't think he could.
He's eaten both the eggs...
a couple more won't hurt."Well hello, Debbie! My, you're looking good, sweetheart. What can I get you tonight? A man? No, you know I only serve drinks... What about Paul? I know, I know, that was low... One martini straight up in a just a sec!"
Debbie heads to the back of the bar. She's spotted Magnolia and Paul...
Luckily for them, they are surrounded by friends.
Sinkin’ in the sands of a
Mid-life crisis
Buried to my ears still
Downward boundTickin’ to the tockin’ of an
Alarming lifetime
And this time the spring’s
Windin’ on downStandin’ in the shadows ‘neath a
Swirlin’ sky
Stormin’ thunderclouds keep a
Rollin’ roundNightly fight to stay alive
Lord, let me hope to cope
With the mid-life crisis of my wifeShe’s got me squeezed
Tight between her needs
Ounce of whiskey chasin’ freedom
On the sideDrownin’ in the bottom
Of an empty glass
Throat’s parched, I musta’
Drank it dryTakin’ what she’s a givin’
This ain’t really livin’
Bottle rubbed raw, no gennie savin’
Me tonightNightly fight to stay alive
Lord, let me hope to cope
With the mid-life crisis of my wifeNow, you might think I’m crazy
For what I put up with here
You might think I’d be better off dead
Drowned in the crisis in her headGo on think I’m crazy
If that’s what you gotta do...But you won’t think it very long,
You’ll face a mid-life of your own
Whiskey sympathy chasin’
Sanity in cold beer
Lyrics Copyright 1998-2000 by
CARCEN Productions
