At the bar
My friend and I take a seat on stools
He orders what he wants
What he likes
Which is red wine
I order what I want
What I like
Which is original hawaiian punch
Piano music is playing
It takes my mind away
And I just daydream
In the corner of the bar
A young couple makes out
Pulling me out of my dreaminess
Thanks to you, my friend
We talk about the things that make up
our lives
The night will be here for a while
The minutes and hours will drag slowly
and ever more slowly
You know it
I know it
Let's smile
Let's share a laugh
You continue to sip your red wine
I continue to drink down my original hawaiian
punch
You're not rich
And neither am I
So our drinks for right now
For the time being
Are our bliss, our salvation, our happiness
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