wrote this song today.
The year was 1979. I kept repeating "I'm doing just fine. I'm doin' just fine. I'm doing. just. fine."
I drove a black Nissan. I called her Pat. I better watch out because soon my tire will be flat.
The metro po-lice didn't even flash their lights. I was here, never running, and not putting up a fight.
The handcuff steel never felt so cold. And on that same day I never felt so bold.
Like hot sauce.
It was a day for a party and I wanted to go. You BETTA stop calling, c-calling me bro. Bro.
I made it to the party and even got cake.
And while searching my car, I discovered my polka dotted umbrella.
Does anything rhyme with umbrella? Hella? Ella? Hay.
Happy birthday Lyla. Today is your day.