Dining Alone

Same old shoes on the same old feet
Same colored tie, every day of the week
Shampoo, conditioner, rinse and repeat
Drip dry, do it again

I tell my woes to the knife and the spoon
Dining alone at a table for two
One glass of wine is plenty of time
To dream about all of the things
That I'll never do

I wonder what it's like to fly a plane
Or to meet a girl on Friday night
And wake up next to her on Saturday
To swim across the ocean blue
To walk a mile upon the moon
To wear the crown and sit upon the throne
But it's getting late, this restaurant is closing
I guess I'd better go

I wander through the city, whistle a tune
Walk into a bar and ruin the mood
A dirty martini with an olive or two
Shake, pour, do it again

A couple more drinks, now they're kicking me out
I always get in trouble when I open my mouth
Stumble on home, fall into bed
Drift off into my head

I wonder what it's like to fly a plane
Or to meet a girl on Friday night
And wake up next to her on Saturday
Oh to swim across the ocean blue
To walk a mile upon the moon
To wear the crown and sit upon the throne
But it's getting late, the sun is coming up
Off to work I go

Same old shoes on the same old feet
One-track mind, one-way street
Nothing's gonna change for the same old me
Eat, sleep, do it again
Eat, sleep, do it again