Was without a doubt

Hot and steamy, with an arrows tout

There I was

Strong and able

Till Melissa rendered me, disabled and out

Oh.. What a fine lass she was

I wonder if she still thinks of me, When I was

Young and hip

Strong and able

To take and hold her

Into a stable

Oh when I was young and able

For her to become a life’s long love

Over trouble, waters

And disabled thought from above…

And here’s to her

So young and frail

I guess she and Mary

Both hated and loved me,,, damm hard to hear