He's So Handsome, I Can'T Believe My Ears
When I say things like my momma did
When she was eighty years old
“He's so handsome, I can't believe my ears”
It's time for a home I'm told!
The train's already left the station, no doubt
You're left standing on the platform
Before you cash in your chips as they say
Someone feeding you will be the norm
Such little things like forgetting your choppers
Or getting on the bus without pants
Hearing people snickering behind your back
As down the crowded aisle you prance
Some things are a little unusual they say
Like communicating with the birdies
In a language only you and they understand
Or when with a mannequin you get flirty
Wish me luck on the last leg of my journey
Had a blast without any regrets
Sure couldn't have asked for anything better
My life was as good as it gets!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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