I TAKE NO SUCCOR
I take no succor at the Brooklyn Bridge,
even though she offered. I take no succor
at the Starlight Lounge, even though she
offered again. As it is, yes, maybe I'm a
fool; but tomorrow night will just bring
another chance, and I've got little to
lose by waiting. Anyway, she ain't
so hot, and her pants sag a little in
the butt. That's the one point you
shouldn't miss - and I know she
thinks she looks just oh so cool.
Expensive get-ups just never work.
They're always made for somebody
else - the one you think you want
to be, the one you think they'll want
to see. I take no succor in expectation.
You should just be what you're meant to be.