When I married Julie she was just seventeen pretty as the answer to any man's dream. From the start I gave Julie all the love that I had. But everyone told me that Julie was bad.
She stops for coffee every morning, grabs the paper. While she's yawning, wishing she was still in bed. And though her cup is always full, the 8 a.m. express.
She stops for coffee every morning. Grabs the paper while she's yawning. Wishing she was still in bed. And though her cup is always full. The 8am express is leaving her without.