i took my girl to go bowling,
down town at the red door,
after an argument i started because i thought she didnt like me
sometimes i feel pitiful,
but of coarse, she's so young and beautiful.
i bought us two glasses of coke,
because thats her favourite,
and i wanted to make up for earlier,
but i dropped her glass,
and it broke,
so i just gave my glass to her.
and so did i,
in our lane.
then she went to the vending machine,
to buy a candy cane.
but right next to that was a boy i knew,
with a spring in his hand,
playing a country pinnball machine called stand by your man.
i saw him talk to her,
but i stayed in my lane,
and played my game steady,
and was thinking of a day when i'd be too old to throw a ball
but i guess i'm young now,
so it's easier to knock 'em all down.
then i looked and saw her say to him,"you're really
hittin' that ball around."
and he's lookin' at her like i did when i first met
i could see in his face,
cups of coffee,
and love letters.
i was sorry to interupt that game,
but i went and did it anyway.
i dropped my red bowling ball into the glass of his
and said,"are you quick enough
to hit this ball mister clean?"
i was scared to lose her so i
couldn't help being mean.
and that ended both of our games.
i said i was sorry,
but my girl left with him just the same.
i thought about how much i hate when love makes me act this
i was bent over a broken pinnball
machine in a bowling alley and i threw it all away.