Poured the Jamie back in the bottle.
Struck the “corazon” from the verse.
I pulled way back on the throttle.
Last night was sure a first.

Made myself a little salad.
Watched whatever was on the tube.
I threw away that Tex-Mex ballad,
And never remembered to think about you.

I’m gonna shave off these whiskers.
Maybe get a little haircut too.
I’m gonna get rid of this curse,
And never remember to think a bout you.

I’m gonna clean up my yard, make a new start,
I’m tired of being slow and sloppy.
Cut back the hedge, step back from the ledge,
And haul away that bumper-free jalopy.

Change my whiskey to fine wine.
Make myself a fine ragu.
Get some sand and draw a long line,
And never remember to think about you.

I’m gonna clean up my yard, make a new start,
Wash the dog and the kitchen floor.
Take the phone off the hook, maybe finally read a book,
And not get around much any more.

Change my whiskey to fine wine.
Make myself a fine ragu.
Get some sand and draw a fine line,
And never remember to think about you.