Parking your car

A rendezvous overdue at the bar

And I could say we're the same

But it would seem that you're the man to ask these days



As you bend the truth

With a collection of stories you've hid

Where do I begin?

If everyone's pulling up floorboards

Listening in



You're hot shit and it seems that I'm the last to know

Forced to call out my neighborhood shrink

She'll make me choose between food or a drink

Sharing wives' tales

About speakeasies beside the turnpike gates

A recent problem in the Diner State



But won't you just hear the news

You're counting on rain checks

Just train wrecks

And I am sifting through



The collection of places you've been

Where should I begin?

When I could be pulling up floorboards

I'm listening intently