Don’t Dress Up For The Occasion

Don’t dress up for the occasion It’s only you and me And a lyric without explanation With words coming steadily Writing thoughts on a sheet Riming it all into place Naming the text what it need - Oh, there are so many ways I could go on and ask you What should I fix up more? Then you could tell me what to do To make me feel more assure Expressions warped in text Playfully the words are fixed I can't explain what comes next It’s complicated and mixed Something perhaps about Prague I traveled there longtime ago Or maybe of a stray street dog I came through the years to know Together sometimes we walked the street And blabbered full of nonsense He and me and little ‘twiddle tweet’ Became all friends by accidents…