The Same Old Story

Every week-day of his life the same old story
In bed by ten for work at half past five
And after breakfast to his employers yard for his work start at seven
Across the suburb for fifteen minutes he does drive

And after work he stops at the supermarket
For to buy some provisions for the night
Go home and eat watch t v for a few hours
His social life on entertainment does seem light

At the weekend he goes to watch the football
And at weekend evening watches sports on t v
Though in himself he does not seem unhappy
His social life lacks in variety

He's never had a wife and he never has had children
Although he had a partner for awhile
But she met someone than him she loved better
Yet of love that did not last he now does smile

He is forty one ten years beyond his prime years
And though he may never have any children or a wife
With him it may always be the same old story
But he seems happy enough in his life.