and drinkin' in an old friend's apartment
He had two too many all right
I said, buddy, tell me about these three so fas
and start with that black one there first
He said, there's a story in each of these sofas,
but give me a minute for quenching my thirst
He said, now that first one is a good one for sweep
ing I got that one from my first wife
Well I did as I pleased and
And it drove her right out of her mind
So many abuses and no damned excuses
I've often been told that I'm one of that kind
He was rim cut and rusty,
And I got that thing for a song
On long winter evenings I'd
And listen to that fella sing
Well I could do without it
But there's something about it
That makes me believe I'm attached to the thing
That third one right there,
I got that one from my second wife
A middle -aged lady with money to spend
I guess she was the love of my life
Cause it don't seem to fit any house
It's oblong and shapeless
But I got it in here and I'll get it out
I thanked him for telling
I yawned and I said my good night
Kept conjuring up in my mind
And it's all in the telling of
Just one of the places where I have done time