Expect the Unexpected
I was not supposed to lose a friend or cling to a woman
What shouldn't happen happens, and it happens quite often
You meet a stranger here once, and you meet them some other time there
You change your style completely on the very day that you do not care
So it's gonna be "Farewell, my lovely"
I've no idea where the hell I'm a-gonna be
So it's gonna be Blues and Booze in the morning
And if I'm lucky, maybe fine cut skirts and distant teasing
Some day they'll find my body, black and blue in the West Coast kelp
Well, I've been trying to sleep more often but even bourbon doesn't help
But when I'm dead, dead, you'll be the one to mourn for me
You'll empty the freezer and throw my ashes back into the sea
For now it's gonna be "Farewell, my lovely"
I've no idea where the hell I'm a-gonna be
So it's gonna be Blues and Booze in the morning
And if I'm lucky, maybe fine cut skirts and distant teasing