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I took my girl to go bowling downtown at the Red Door, |
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After an argument, I started because I thought she didn't like me anymore. |
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I can't help it, sometimes I feel pitiful, |
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And of course, she's so young and beautiful. |
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I bought us two glasses of Coke, |
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That's her favorite, and I wanted to make up for earlier, |
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But I dropped her glass and it broke, |
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So I just gave my glass to her. |
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She laughed and so did I in our lane, |
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Then she went to the vending machine to buy a candy cane. |
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But right next to that was a boy I knew with a spring in his hand, |
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Playing a country pinball machine called " |
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Stand by Your Man |
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". |
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I saw him talk to her, but I stayed in my lane and played my game steady, |
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And was thinking of the day when I'd be too old to throw a ball this heavy. |
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But I guess I'm young now, so it's easy to knock 'em all down, |
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Then I looked and saw her say to him "You're really hittin' that ball around", |
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And he's looking at her the way I did when I first met her, |
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I could see in his face white flowers, and cups of coffee, and love letters. |
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I was sorry to interrupt that game, |
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But I went and did it anyway. |
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I dropped my red bowling ball through the glass of the machine, |
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And said "Are you quick enough to hit this ball, Mr. Clean?" |
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I was scared to lose her, so I couldn't help being mean. |
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And that ended both of our games, |
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I said I was sorry, but my girl left with him just the same. |
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I thought how much I hate when love makes me act this way, |
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I was bent over a broken pinball machine in a bowling alley and I threw it all away. |
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Well, isn't it all just a big game? |
