Pina

Yes, go on, watch me dance, you know about horses, but you'll never have a chance, what you do is prance, show others around the course, all the has been losers, you smoke look askance, watch me sing myself hoarse, what you might wonder, where others have lanced, they rake me worse, their blues like flowers, you hold my hand and ask, what is life without remorse, swigging whisky from a flask, your scheming tells me that, the trick is being taught, sour tongue lonely chit chat, eyes forever caught.