Your Secret Plans
Oh my little Four Leaf Clover
You could have bowled me over
When you took up with that man
You always had your secret plans,
It seems your long term project
Was simply designed to reject
As they say, “Fire for effect.”
Is that a bitter tear that I detect?
My little Four Leaf Clover
You made sure that it was over
Seems like I fell from the White Cliffs of Dover
Just run me over with a Land Rover,
At least I’ll feel something new
Oh never mind I’m just feeling blue
Just one day I’m not thinking of you
When the heavens parted and broke in two,
It’s not so much you it’s all on me
My own chains won’t let me be
Sometimes I pray to the Lord to set me free
But for right now I’ll just drink my tea,
There’s a disease on this planet
It’s unstoppable damn it
It’s identified as infidelity
Everyone just wants to be free!
A Four Leaf Clover is supposed to be lucky
What the hell happened to me?
Might as well find a Mermaid fresh out of the sea
Better get a fishing rod and use it most diligently.