Get the Waiter

Get the waiter. I’m quite thirsty. Dance with me, go down and dirty. I came here to play and drink up, Find a friend who’ll want to shack up. Pain to live with, I’m not learning, From my body or love burning. ’Stead I’ll find some sweet distraction, Other faces, other action. Wind I’ll ride and sail on white seas Telling all my soul is quite free. Skies are clear and shining bright blue. Life is good. My friends are all true. Maybe not the same as last year’s. Would you have me for them shed tears? Parting’s safer than to love test. Moving on is what I do best. If I were not absent some time, You might cease to find me divine, Then we might start feeling sorry, Stop our dancing, spoil the party. Nights there have been, lovers so near, Wished I did, I did not quite fear Telling lovers what I do feel, Chancing off’ring love that is real Then I tell myself be silent, For the times when I did relent, Lying crying ’motions all spent, Bastards all they made me repent Letting go a fraction too much, Giving them my passions as such, Trusting them to ’turn the favor, Trusting them to with me savor All the good and all the beauty, All the tastes and all the bounty, Of lives shared, lived most boldly. All they’d want was to control me. God in heaven, aren’t you list’ning? If I could, you’d hear me whistling Nothing’s wrong, I am quite happy. Waiter, drink, and make it snappy!