Neighbors

I know they think but I don’t know what.

They know I drink but they don’t know why

(neither do I).

A rat lurks under their basement sink.

My Babe

She don’t care about the weather.

She don’t care about the news.

And when I watch the ballgame,

she don’t care if my team lose.

She care about a lover’s touch,

and truly so do I.

I kiss my babe from ears to toes

until she start to cry

and push me to the side with force

so she can gather back her senses.

I gather up my grateful soul.

Oh, how she recompenses!