We met in a parking lot
I was buying coffee and cigarettes
Firewood and bad wine long since gone
But I'm still drunk and hot
Wide awake, breathing hard

Now, in just one year's time
I've become jealous, rail-thin
Prone to paranoia when I'm stoned
If this isn't true love
Someone oughta put me in a home

Say, do you wanna get married
And put an end to our endless
Regressive tendency to scorn
Provincial concepts like your dowry
And your daddy's farm?

For love to find us of all people
I never thought it be so simple

Let's buy a plantation house
And let the yard grow wild
Until we don't need the signs that say, "Keep out"
I've got some money left
And it's cheaper in the South

I need someone I can trust
To protect me from our seven daughters
When my body says, "Enough!"
Don't let me die in a hospital
I'll save the big one
For the last time we make love

Insert here a sentiment re: our golden years
All 'cause I went to the store one day
"Seen you around, what's your name?"