Iambs of rum, iambs of rum he poured,
until his oft full glass could hold no more!
until his oft full glass could hold no more!
Love is a bitch which doggedly persists!
You peek to see the world outside
through the blinds; a rising tide
washes my heart's brown shore.
Hark! A bird calls from the west
through the blinds, your eyes in jest
follow its flight across the sun.
A fire in the setting sun aglow
through the blinds, your eyes of gold
paint brown my world alive.
You peek to see the world outside
through the blinds, oh girl brown eyed
I glimpse the world in you!