Life Above the Mat – Civil Magic

Life above the Mat, in the Launderette
At the Sultry Suds, it can be interesting,
Occasionally, enough.

I live above the Laundromat
It’s where I met my boyfriend at;
Where I meet all my friends,
My best friend too,
It’s where I fell in love,
Living life above.

It’s a place where we can share stories
And do more than just a load at time,
It’s a pub & suds if you’d like to pop in,
For some fun, sometime.

People come here to wash and buzz,
It’s close to where Jim Bob lives at,
He helps serve and drinks the malt and ales,
Helps for what ails you too, and anything else
If you might want to drink and talk about it.

Well, I have to rent a place, maybe it seems
I’m running out of room, but Jim Bob said,
“I could stay” or something like that
Stack it up if I wanted.

Jim Bob insisted…as long as I don’t interfere
With his sleeping. He gave me my own room, he did!
Give me a free demonstration how important sleeping is
Long as I stay in my own bed; its better he says
But, I didn’t know about things working out like that.

So as he insisted last night when he came by
The Sultry Suds for a stiff one, wanting to try it out
So we got to drinking and Jim Bob got to pouring,
Before long, we were still able to crawl out of there,
We just laughed.

Anyways, we went upstairs, and I sleep in my own bed
Occasionally he says, I can sleep with him
And I said, What am I suppose do I do with that,
And I’m not drunk, and I can’t sleep like a pretzel
Or something like that, I said.

“What do you think this is,” a brothel
Or some weird sex shop something like that, I said,
“I can’t sleep around, like that,
We’re not even married or anything

“Go for it”, Jim Bob said; “I won’t bother you…
I swear,” he said, You want to be my civil partner
And I said, “well I guess; alright then”
Maybe, I’ll try it out, I guess,” I said
But that was enough talking about it.

I just laughed and that’s all I have to say about that
Except that he wanted me to stay and be in a civil,
Whatever that means, long as I don’t have to move out
All my shit out, I said and no pretzel play
I guess it will be alright.

How about that, it’s the first time,
I’d ever seen anything like that,
I never been in civil with my own bed,
And that’s all I know about that.

So life goes on, Life above the Launderette,
It ain’t so bad, because I love Jim Bob,
And he loves me and it feels good too,
To have someone and something like that,
Life can be civil and magical
And we’re still laughing about that;
If you know what I mean….