Solitaire

Sunday ends, I haven't yet

Sat down to play solitaire

I'll escape with no regret

After I've prepared his food

The green light will have me so good

And I won't hear the time ring

Dinner will get overcooked

All he can do is complain

For he never learned to cook

And my job pays for our food

But he won't get me from no train

I'm too old for my commute

And I'll hold my heels to my body

I'll slowly stumble home

I'm too dizzy for the stairs

But once I can get to my chair

I will play a game of solitaire

I will check out solitaire

Oh, the green light

Will have me so good