Synchronicity

Little did I know, though I probably should have guessed

By the way you walked and talked and spoke and smoked an dressed

You actually seemed to like me and so naturally I presumed

You were after that thing, it's the one thing, it's assumed

So I wined and dined you, hey, I love that kind of stuff

And we blabbed about our backgrounds, how family life is rough

We spoke of what we dreamed of, what we thought of, what we did

Midway through the second bottle I admitted I had kids

But nothing seemed to throw you though I know you better now

At the time my minor crime was figuring out how

To get you in my hotel room unclothed and in my bed

And proceed with the unspeakable, it's better left unsaid

We went to see a friend of your and watch me on TV

Sheer coincidence you said, synchronicity

A full moon on a Friday night, the thirteenth of July

A man and two women in a room and on the screen the guy

Your friend, she liked me on the show, yeah she was snowed for sure

Her body language got obscene, her demeanor less than pure

You started venting something wearing spleen upon your sleeve

You got sort of nervous, kind of anxious, had to leave

You told me on the freeway that you didn't sleep with men

I put two and two togetherâ?¦and I asked about your friend

It turns out she and though she loved my show

She too preferred the fairer sexâ??I absorbed the blow

It turns out that you did like men but didn't like their things

That hang down and all the hang-ups being with them always brings

My brother is so practical; this is what he said:

"You should have asked if it was cool to watch them both in bed"