Joshie
Heres a story about girl called Joshie
We met her on the bathroom floor
And maybe it was half past thirty
And maybe i dont know
She always wore a smile with her best dress
She only sits there wanting more
She said that shed be back today
Ill give it all up to you
ive given all into you
the sami old story again
and then ill do it again
and if its all i can do
we can start over again
and if its all gonna end
i know well see us again
a life that always seems so boring
a life that seems to go unknow
well if its better late than early
well never ever know
were running low
on love and affection
we always sit there wanting more
and maybe well just never know
i guess it started back when i was nine
way back when beer was only five ninety-nine
we had it all we hadour dinners
with wine we had lice we had mice
we had flee ridden beds but
we were so careless always happy and free
we had it all we had our coconut tree
and anytime if ever wed disagree we were nice and polite
when wed pee us our beds