The Redline

My room at the Hyatt Smelled like my ex-wife She didn't have oodles of class Or wasn't overly fancy So, it must be that aroma of Almost masking what had Taken place the night before We greeted each other with A welcoming suspicion The bathroom lighting flawless Standing in the mirror with Perfect tan and bright white A T-shirt Khaki slacks pulled high and Wise guy hair cut I wonder if Capone ever went to see The Cubbies play Beautiful sunny day, not too warm Plenty of room on the mezzanine At Wrigley A pleasantly safe distance from the Big middle aged guys with Some other man's name on their back ' s Exhaling brat breath And beer farts the Windy City loves their team