she found me in a barroom stumblin' round the floor
dancin' to the grateful dead and lookin' for the door
she had just come from the nut house after dropping off her friend
and i'd just left the nut house,....and they hadn't found me yet...
I walked up to her table and tried to bum a smoke
they all looked, & laughed at me, like i'd told some kind of joke
we started making small talk just to pass the time away
...not so sure what happened next, but we're still livin' it today
she let me hang with her friends and her, though i was living in a fog
i'm not so sure she cared for me but she really liked my dog
she said she was a Boston girl and I felt a little sick
then I saw the gorgeous smile,and man, that did the trick
her family fist saw a picture of me and it kinda freaked 'em out
i looked like a homeless dude and her like a girl scout
now many years have come & gone, i've even given up the beer
now we've got all together and we're living in the last frontier... (to be continued)
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