Læs dagbog

All my friends are married
Every Tom and Dick and Harry
You must be strong. To make it ,Alone
Here's to the bachelors and the Bowery bums
Those who feel that they're the ones
That are better off without a wife

I can sleep til the crack of noon
Midnight howling at the moon
Going out when I want to,
coming home when I please
Dont have to ask permission
To go out fishing
Never have to ask for the keys

I've never been no Valentino
I had a girl who lived in Reno
She Left me for a trumpet player
Well, it Never got me down
He was wanted for assault
Even he said it weren't his fault
You know the coppers rode him right out of town

I'll be sleeping until the crack of noon
Midnight howling at the moon
I'll be going out when I want to
Coming home when I please
Don't have to ask permission
If I wanna
To go out fishing
Never have to ask for the keys

Hey, I got this girl I know, man, and I just
She's been married several times and
I don't wanna end up like her
I mean, she's been married so many times
She's got rice-marks all over her face
Yeah, you know the kind

All my friends are married
Every Tom and Dick and Harry
You must be strong. To make it ,Alone
To make it. Alone.

- Tom Waits -