The Last Call

and you don’t own me
iron sights long summer nights
jet-set, chink in my armour
been there for bout a year
and really - I don’t care
lost faith in fairytale Love affairs
sometimes a rocking chair
in a Lion’s Lair
will getcha there
sometimes not
I Love you a little
you like me a lot
she said go faster
I said just stop
true north
and an awkward divorce
chemistry chemically destroyed me
and I went along happily
the worst days
your brown-eyes glazed
and you ain’t gettin’ paid
that’s a hard damn thing to say
missed my hovercraft
rockin’ fore and after
the last last call
rockin’ fore and after
the last last call…