I felt lonesome as hell just sitting there waiting for old Tina and Janine to come out and do their stuff. TYruns out, They'd quite, this new girl, Valencia came out with some flitty looking guy and sung a tune instead. I sat at that bar till around 1 am and i got totaly drunk. Then, when I was at the bar, I started to pretend I was wounded, But I couldn't let anyone know I was wounded. What I did was, I went into a phone booth and gave old sally a buzz. Her grandmother answered and she put Sally on. I'd woken her up you see, Imagine that. Then I dont know what made me do it but I was screaming down the phone at her about her goddam christmas tree. After a while of hectic screaming she told me to go to bed and put the reciever down on me. Anyway, I went back into the bar and visited the can. When I was in there, The flitty guy who was with the singer came in, I told him to give her my compliments but I'd bet he didnt.
I felt depressed as hell. When I left the bar I realised I had nowhere else to go. so what I did was I walked through the park and went to look for the ducks. I damn near fell in. Boy it was dark. I knew central park like the back of my hand but that night I just couldn't find my way. So what I did was I sat down on a bench and fell asleep wondering if I was going to get pneumonia or not. Who woul go to my funeral? Goddam phoneys!
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