I ain’t no kid
Knocking at your door
Time to decide
If it’s a man
You’re looking for
If you’re ready for a guy who likes
Flowers and fourth dates
Monogamy and free weights
A real man done shown up
And I’ll love you like a grownup
Put away your knickknacks
Your dollies
And your toys
When you’re ready
To forget about
All those little boys
If you’re ready for a guy
With tools and a hardhat
Who isn’t here to play that
A real man done shown up
And I’ll love you like a grownup
Other guys got bathrooms
That are bigger than my yard
Other guys are loaded
But they never work too hard
I got your laughter
And your smile and your grace
And I’m the only one
Who gets to kiss your pretty face
Other guys are tall and tan
With perfect teeth and hair
Other guys got fancy cars
And fifty more to spare
I got you in the morning
And I got you at night
I got you in my bed
And that makes everything alright
Other guys are famous
Because they sing in bands
Other guys got tv shows
And rabid screaming fans
I got your wisdom
And your friendship and your time
Not sure how I did it
But I’m glad I made you mine
by Richard W. Bray
I used to smile at the babies
And sing with the birds
I used to serenade you
With all my pretty words
My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming
I used to walk in sunshine
I used to plant flowers
I dawdled in the meadow
And dreamed of you for hours
My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming
I cherished every moment
Of our blesséd happy life
Till the day that you told me
You would never be my wife
My soul
Was beaming
Now my
Bloody heart
Is screaming
Cuz you laughed
At my dreaming
And broke me
With your scheming
by Richard W. Bray
She broke me so bad
I’m drinking beer for my brunch
And a bottle of whiskey
Is all I have for lunch
She broke me so bad
I fell apart and lost my job
I’m begging on the corner
I swindle and I rob
She broke me so bad
My anatomy stings
She got me seeing monsters
And hearing crazy things
She broke me so bad
My life is such a drag
Got a heart torn and tattered
Like a dirty old rag
I’m lost and I’m loaded
And I’m sick and I smell
I gave all my sweet lovin
To a demon from hell
by Richard W. Bray
Moonlight can caress a face
Who knew?
I never thought I’d meet someone
Like you
Rainbows are so radiant
Who knew?
After rainstorms birds chirp in
The dew
Sunshine is so glorious
Who knew?
I’m bathing in the light since I
Found you
Stars are so spectacular
Who knew?
A billion billion worlds where love
Might brew
The universe is beautiful
Who knew?
Since I discovered that you like
Me too
by Richard W. Bray
I’m lost in the sun
On the 101
Dragging round a torment
That weighs a ton
What can I do
To get back to you?
Can’t find the 57
From the 22
I can drive and drive
On the 405
But I was too dumb
To keep our love alive
I cry again and again
I’ll never take the 10
Back to Cucamonga
And my best friend
I could get away clean
On the 215
Never look back
And bust out of this scene
by Richard W. Bray
She’ll be nothing like I pictured her to be
—Neil Young, Lookin’ for a Love
Didn’t expect her beauty
From her bones to her skin
Didn’t expect the galaxy
To suddenly spin
Didn’t expect her smile
With its magical power
Didn’t expect her laugh
To resonate for hours
Didn’t expect to quiver
When she looks me in the face
Didn’t expect her poise
Didn’t expect her grace
Didn’t expect her countenance
To fill me up with joy
Didn’t expect to frolic
Like a goofy little boy
Didn’t expect to ever be
This silly and this sappy
Didn’t know there was such a thing
As permanent lovehappy
by Richard W. Bray
Never felt right
Never felt whole
Till I found a bottle
To parch my dusty soul
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
I came up in a stupid little
One-horse town
Booze is the friend
That never let me down
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
I’m anxious and ornery
Till I get a drink
Won’t quit until I wake up
In a pile of stink
This dingy old bar
Is my urban oasis
Seventeen cocktails
Is my homeostasis
I do death and resurrection
On a regular basis
by Richard W. Bray
Middle aged man in his underwear playing video games and drinking beer.
Playing your Nintendo
Like a stupid little kid
Jesus won’t you tell me
What I ever did
To deserve a drunkin fool
Spending everything I earn
I shoulda stayed in school
I guess I’ll never learn
Disappoint me
Let me down
Incite my indignation
I will always
Keep you round
To focus my frustration
by Richard W. Bray
If you drink your life to crud
Till you’re crawling in the mud
And puking pints of blood
If you gamble on the ponies
Till you’re sickly and you’re bony
And your kids eat macaroni
I’m sorry for your trauma
If you’re dusting up the drama
With a dozen baby mamas
It really ain’t my gain
If your life fills up with pain
Until you think you’ll go insane
Your problems
Ain’t my issue
Though I’ll support you
And I wish you
All the best
But I won’t waste
Precious time
Fixating on your
Your sins and crimes
I’ll just stay thankful
For the ways
My life is blessed
by Richard W. Bray
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