Walk this way, rock this day, and sing "Bye-bye dock of the bay".
Water curtain tries to disguise you from lonely night
Worry along nevermore, pretty please glory in encore and curtain call.
Wash away my skin, hear the sounds of a dripping tap starting the day:
watch little pleasure with silent toast
watch closed mind through serene eye
water and whiskey bring on the dream.
vodka gimlet rows out into old days.
wall calendar remembers the one day.
Wanted to be there.
Wanted to tell you just thank you.
