I’m going shopping,
see what’s there and take my share,
that I’ll have later.
The week is over,
it is one over week now,
’cause here’s the week end.
I’m keeping it light,
nothing heavy, on the fun side,
with some good music.
I play some ragtime,
on my acoustic guitar,
it is just for fun.
The coffee tastes great,
nice and hot and not too sweet,
and black like the night.
She takes for granted,
the talents she possesses.
and leave them behind.
