Lyrics

When I?m all alone and all the kids are cool
I dream of Natasha in high school.
And all of the blood flows to my head
filled with all the stupid things I said.
I wish she would be mine just one more time.

Dreamt of her last night called her the next day
hey Natasha do you know my name?
We made out at Seymour?s property
when you drank too much of my 40.
Then there was the kitchen pantries,
panties, flowered lovely for me.

She told me bout her life
there wasn?t much to say
and she?s dating a boy named Beret.
And I hear he wears one on his head
filled with all the stupid things he says.
What about the front lawn
bedrooms, assumed
suddenly, wonderfully for me?
What about the basement
closed doors, my wars
fought until I was twenty three?
And how could it be that
you?d give your virginity
and I would let you go
on account of bad chemistry?

So when I lose the wife
and all the kids are cool
I dream of Natasha in high school.
And all of the egos and the ids
laugh at all the stupid things I did.
I wish she could be mine
just one more time.