A dog eared Dispirin in your handbag
A gathering of crumbs and twenty fags
Oh
And so it goes, oh
Here I am in the condiment aisle
I'm worried about my basil from Israel and New World wine
Singing oh, oh
And so it goes
The words on the page start to swim
As light catches your face, you're smiling
You're trying to talk to me all grateful and smiles
I'm glued to the TV giving one word replies
And so it goes
Yeah, so it goes