As I ponder over my life,
I realize that all I need is a wife
But how can I see one without a knife
Ready to cut me into half
So then I shouldn't go for a wife.
Maybe all I need is a game
That will take me to fame
And make people roar my name
But how can I just claim
Without been tamed,
Oh, well in that matter I am lame.
Maybe I shouldn't just wander
Let time take me under
And experience make me stronger
So in the the end I will be not just a father
Of another, but one who tells the weather
And knows when I'll claim my wife and fame
In this life that I game
