Josephine

They say he’s trouble, waiting to happen
Like he’s a bottle, filled with gasoline
I say he’s waiting, but not for trouble
I say he’s waiting for Josephine
And he cruised on weekends, just to be seen
They all made fun, and yelled «where's Josephine?»
He climbed the tower, and painted «I love you»
The brightest color, I’ve ever seen
It got him in trouble, and he landed in the drunk tank
His only call was to Josephine
He cruised on weekends, just to be seen
They all made fun, and yelled «where's Josephine?»
One night he got high, and decided to call her
He tried to talk, to the beauty queen
She said «hello,» and his heart it just melted
His only words, «goodbye, Josephine»
And he cruised on weekends, just to be seen
They all made fun, and yelled «where's Josephine?»
They all made fun, and yelled «where's Josephine?»