Can’t get the stink off. He’s been hanging round for days. Comes like a comet. Suckered you but not your friends. One day he’ll get to you and teach you how to be a holy cow. Don’t get my sympathy hanging out the 15th floor. You’ve changed the locks three times. He still comes reeling through the door. One day I’ll get to you and teach you how to get to purest hell.
