MORE THAN THE ONION.

Sitting with another coffee

I’ve been up two hours now

A cigarette has joined the company

And I’m moving more to down…

And the apple of my eye

Watches Winnie on tv

And the apple makes you cry

More than the onion part of me.

Who could know and who could tell me

Who says three is more a crowd

It’s the pain of total agony

But it’s real love that I’ve found.

And that apple of my eye

Is my baby so dependant

But no matter how I try

More than the onion at my heart.

And I drink another coffee

And a cigarette puffs away

She’s the best and warmest part of me

That’s the way I want it to stay.