The pipe has gone out, a rain stands like a stick
turns it over and lights it again
Sitting here alone out in the middle of the lake< br/>The dog is wet and wants to go home
The fish it hits, but the float is dead
I pull in, worm around and spit a bit plain
The cap it drips and everything has turned red
I had a friend but now she has moved away
I can handle myself, I can stay since I can cook
I've said it before, but something is clearly missing
It's five o'clock, it's time to row home, go home
is lonely, yes lonely, so lonely again
She came from town, her port was Mary-Ann
We met in the park and smiled at each other
She liked food and drink sometimes
but they didn't eat enough so she went and disappeared.
I can handle myself, I can clean, I can cook< br/>but there is something missing, I don't know what
Sure enough I have a dog, I have a car and I had a friend
But now nobody cares if I come home
is alone, yes alone, then alone again.

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