Around the corner
Down the street
I found a fool
Who looks a lot like me

A twinkle in his eye
Sees the wink your smile so wry
Wrapped around your finger he tries
To leave behind your wiles he sighs
Content to sink in deeper complies
Relents to think a keeper she flies

At the coffee shop
Alone at the window bar
See him sipping slowly
With a mug that looks a lot like mine

A furrow in his forehead
Vows if you come he flees instead
Until you do he knows he’s dead
Waits til closing then he dreads
Will never hear another word you said
Braves the cold walks home to bed

Around the corner
Down the street
He finds a fool
Who looks a lot like me