I used to chuckle at them uncles getting drunk in the club
was only midway through my twenties clinking many of mugs
they would hit on young ladies, buying all of their drinks
I would judge and I would think, these some old ass freaks

Now here I am years later in a similar state
cause every woman that’s my age is on a regular date
Or they showed up with their friends, with a rock on their hands
and if they single when I mingle, they got crazy demands

And I could fill this whole blog with my life’s frustrations 
but until I kill myself it wouldn’t matter to most
Even then my kids would be the only ones devastated
while my wife would be elated that I’m finally a ghost