Around this time last year
I had no one to cheers
I had some friends
who came and went
And one too many beers
Around this time last week
We were playing hide and seek
Who would become
My girl or son
A mountain has its peak
Was I lucid from the drugs?
My wife said we need a rug
I dried a glass
And poured some wine
And needed someone to hug
And now we had a girl
It changes all your worlds
Now who was I
When I said goodbye
To the weight that I would curl
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