The Brains of This Operation

Who let this man out on the streets again Foolishly without his brain The mistake was mine leaving my better side behind You married men all know what I'm saying Most times when I'm out I just wander about In some sort of manly daze Shuffling along, no idea of what's going on Surprised that I'm even awake Back home where I live as I dig in the fridge Wondering why I'm there in the first place I could stand for hours in front of the hidden food tower With what I need right in front of my face Out to dinner quite frankly I stare at a menu blankly Then speak up and say I'll have what she has Unless it's too foreign to me with no clue of what it could be That's when I turn and ask, do I like that I try not to let thinking hinder my thoughts While they're being loosely formed inside of my head As they make their way, which could take calendar days Heading to the South end instead And let's not even talk about numbers Faces I know but never the names Yes, where would I be besides wandering around aimlessly If I didn't have beside me, my lovely wife...The Brain