the girls look really really sad like a trucker who's breath is smelling really bad from corn nuts and cokes and cigarettes like an only child or kids who have turrets like a high school reunion / a dead river how are you fine i'm doing well looks like your wife threw in the towel i'd rather walk the gang plank if i must be frank i banked on my own ideas your ship came in but then it sank i get around ideas that's life forget the inbetweens that's life it's all you man that's life just like daddy said that's life i'll get the lube man