HEY. Wanna be my friend? You come into my house. Start using my kitchen. Now you tell me to stop singing while you shove your face full of all sorts. Yeah. I don’t care. Unless you’re offering. I’m interested if you’re offering. I’ll eat it.
You see, it was a case of a broken heart. I loved a man once, a man who didn’t love me for who I was, but rather, for what I looked like. It was then I decided to put on this dog suit. If I ever expose my heart again, I want to be certain it is my heart that is the main attraction. Now I’m just waiting for Mr. Right, I’ll wait forever if I have to.
And you should have seen the team they had back then, I mean, studs the l…… Hey, hey. Hey, hey. Makes you think. A dynasty? Who you talking about. Hey, hey. HEY, hey. I once drank this guy under the table, I mean. You should have seen the swing on him. If I had a penny. AND I told him he was a bum too! HEY, hey. HEY.
The thing is I knew it was coming, old age. I felt it chasing me as though I were chasing my own tail, almost always there but never quite. Then it hit. I know my beauty isn’t entirely faded, but I’m preparing for the worst. I’m developing an affectionate side and thinking about giving chasing sticks a try. You have to have tricks in this game. But don’t worry about me, if I’m anything, I’m a survivor.