Did the ironing in a cowboy hat
Felt as fresh as the paint in this new flat
I will never tell you what to do
Did you know I could be a lot of fun
I'm aware that friendship can die young
As the glow from the street light bled
I know where I stand
I don't need you to hold my hand
Well, I've tried to get along with you
Happy New Year
You are my only vice
What if we compromised?
I am open
Do you want to? (Yes I do)
Do you have to? (So do you)