someday son,
saturn's moon
will be sundays sun
sometime soon
just to prove it to you
I'm counting
two twenty twos
to round up to

but you're 21
and there's more than one
for me to choose
two twenty two's

they don't miss
when they shoot
taking the shot for the honor
of the target
shades turn on tips
of bar tops
burning the black top
cause something might've slipped

but you're twenty one
and theres more than one
for me to choose
two twenty twos
the equation I use
that adds up to
one more than you

so hang your head,
doll
roll your eyes
balling
your cheeks out
and play dead
dog
play dead dog.