Good Old Regular Joe

Fabio Mendonça

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    It was a plain old regular day when he came to be
    He was born in natural birth and with regular weight
    Besides those chubby chicks
    He looked like all other kids
    His dad took him home on Chevy
    Laid him down on the crib

    As a toddler he played with Legos and other regular toys
    He had breakfast at seven just like all other boys
    Besides those funny feet, he giggled like all other kids
    His mom took him down to the park, push him down on the swing

    At six he was ready to go a regular school
    His teacher, a regular guy with that regular look
    Besides a little twitch, he was just like other kids
    His dad took him out trick or treat on the regular street

    By ten he was ready to play on regular league
    He tried for regular team of regular sport
    Beside a minor limp, he ran just like all other kids
    His coach sat him down on the bench gave him a long speech

    As a teen he developed a crush on regular chick
    He took her out on a date to a regular prom
    In spite of his flat feet, they danced just like all other kids
    His girl sat down on his lap just like all other chicks

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    By now he was ready to go a school of his choice
    He packed and got out of the house just like all other boys
    Besides a few little sips, he drank just like all other guys
    His pals took him out to a bar, showed him how to get high

    And so he graduated one day with strong Cs ad Ds
    He went on to deliver a speech with some regular words
    Besides a little lisp, he spoke like the rest of the class
    His mates sang cheers for him. Hats up in the air!

    By now he is ready to marry his school sweetheart
    She found him a regular job on the nearest Walmart
    Besides always calling sick, he worked just like one of the guys
    His wife fixed dinner for him, baked him apple pie

    So now his got kids of own and he is driving a Van
    His kids who are not even five have a phone in their hands
    Besides being always asleep, he yawns and scratches his head
    His kids want to drive him insane just like all other men

    Now old all he does care about is his 401K
    He spends many days of week calculating his pay
    Besides a small tattoo, he looks like any grand dude
    His wife wants to have some fun, but he is not in the mood

    Ten years went by since he joined on a new nursing home
    Grandkids who have kids of their own call him up on the phone
    Besides some missing teeth, and the frequent stops to pee
    He still ties he shoes with one hand bent down on his knee

    He died, didn’t want a cremation, so he is down on a grave
    A voice tells him from above he’s turned into a haze
    He thought they were pranking him, but noticed he could fly the wind
    Now he haunts an old house in LA like a regular ghost

    One day while he hovered about the creepy voice came to him
    And said that he was running late, time to re-incarnate
    He begged her not to go, 'cause he loved being a ghost
    Please don’t turn me again into a regular Joe

    It was a plain old regular day when she came be
    She was born in natural birth and with regular weight
    Besides those chubby chicks, she looked like all other kids
    Her dad took her home on Tesla, laid her down on the crib

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    Composition: Fabio Borges Mendonca

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