Five Minutes

I've got five minutes to sneak a cigarette Five minutes to myself Back behind the screen door of Andy's luncheonette And I ain't got time to worry 'bout my health My boss Andy says I smoke myself to death Andy he reminds me some of you Back when you were Romeo and I was Juliet West Texas Capulet and Montague Now I don't think too much about you anymore We weren't much more than kids It was nearly twenty years ago I shut and locked that door Now I've got five minutes Not much time to reminisce Most nights I come home from work and I pour a glass of wine Sometimes it's three or four before I stop And Jessie makes a sandwich if I sleep through suppertime And she leaves me on the couch to sleep it off Now Jessie just turned 17 and she's wild as she can be And there ain't nothin' I can do Last weekend she ran off to meet a boy in Tennessee Just like I used to run to you I gave her hell when she came home this afternoon Mascara runnin' down her face Seems like history repeats itself, and it ain't up to you And in five minutes Your whole life can change Andy he's good to me, and I can see it in his eyes He'd love to take your place But somethin' deep inside me just withers up and dies To make love to him and only see your face Somehow I've let myself go gently down the stream A fine example I have set Between the working and the livin' and the ghosts that haunt my dreams I've got five minutes and I'm gonna smoke this cigarette