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.