Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... Stayed out of the corner bar tonight...Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... not picked up the call from my dear friend Frankie... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... stayed in Canada... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... not have said yes when Sally invited me over to hang with her and JP... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... tacked, roll tacked, on the lull... shit, shit, shit, as it hit the lee side of the island; I could've won the race and become a serious sailing dude rather that someone who, just, you know, likes to sail... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... studied a bit harder, did less, you know... and well aced all my finals...Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... painted 2' by 3' instead of 6' by 12' back in the O. C. and A DAZE... saved a hole lot of dough the g'vment gave me and instead of droping out, dropping it, stuck with it and became the perfect assholes grant sucking... all my art school buddies, stickeny stuck it with it it, friends are now.
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... stayed in Canada... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... bought a snow mobile... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... dressed more warmly and not have moved SOUTH, and met the perfect friends I have met... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... been a school teacher... remember, cant... teach... AND I definately can't these days... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... decided I was gay, OR at least happy... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... stayed with my wife Michele, had babies, and cursed the day I met the woman who, was... the... best... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... ignored the facts...
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... left 7A... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... said yes to the offer of garlic bread... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... turned around and said, nope, tired, sleepy, rather than, HEY last night did CK ones... I has gotta four hundred dollar a night room, overlooking a picture of Marlyn Manson... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... enjoyed that all by myself... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... Something about Mary...
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... Stayed with the folks... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... been happy where I wuz... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... stayed safe with my fingers clenched firmly on the edge of the big... ol' frighteningly horrid, bottemless WELL called love and relationship... Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda... We can't, WE do not have the ability, nor the where-with-all fortitude to do all the things, the things we know we, we are so damened good at.... AND YET... WE ARE SO GOD HONESTLY NOW...
Regrets, I've had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda...
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