There's only so much oil on the ground. Sooner or later there won't be much around. Tell that to your kids while you driving downtown. That there's only so much oil on the ground.
It's a rare occasion. When your plans and expectations. Come down just exactly how you planned them. Hey, life's just that way. You better face the facts, sweet lady.
You got your fax fur on, you're walking out the door. You said you won't be 'round to see me no more. You'll be preaching that you put the hurt on me.