unexpected change
I got fifty bucks in my pocket
and I’m going downtown
gonna buy my girl some flowers
and maybe have a beer or two
taking city bus to city center
I keep my hands in my pockets
sitting down on three-seater bench
tapping foot in make-believe time
nobody owes me nothing
and I sure ain’t in anyone’s debt
I got fifty bucks in my pocket
sun shining brightly overhead
december two thousand eighteen
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