Sittin' after supper

watched the f.b.i.

asked for the cigarette

I got no reply

then you dropped your coulottes

revealing rubber underpants

sweat was forming in my shoes

but you ended our romance

I been refused

I lost my shoes

last monday morning

minus 20 degrees

walked to unemployment

on my knees

dogs in the ocean

figs in the sea well come on baby

and wakka-wakka-wakka with me

bought a kodak brownie

developed film at home

took some shots of sister

pants were full of loam

took a couple back views

took some up front

three tries wallet size

I was lookin' at that cunt

I been refused

I lost my shoes.