I'm putting hours in at the country club up on San Pablo
They treat me mostly decent with a chance of brute malaise
But I watch in wonder as my hours all tick-tock on by me
Thinking maybe that ain't where
I should spend the rest of my days
I only got a little money saved up
I won't tell you where it's stashed
So one day I can stop buckling down
And just buckle up and put my foot right on the gas
I don't know and I don't care
I'm moving slow but I'm almost there
I know this guy who's got this thing about being unfaithful
He just don't want to settle down, he says he got to play that field
But I say he's going about it oh so very wrong
Playing with those hearts of his until he find himself a better deal
Now I can be unethical too and spread my love around like mad
But I know that when it comes right down to it
A relationship ain't really all that bad
I don't know what's going on and I don't care if could be wrong
I'm moving slow, just keeping on, but I'm almost there
I'm trying to make the worse better and keep the better good
And I'm trying to be on top of my game
And always act the way I should
When the worst comes to worst I can't mumble and curse
Because life ain't a play and there's no time to rehearse
I gotta be the better man who comes up with a better plan
And now I got to understand my destiny
Is in the palm of my hand
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