Like a Broken Record

Not that I had that much dignity left anyway
Nor could I feign great surprise when she finally walked away
Yesterday’s lover will fall for another
And I won’t stand in her way
But we already sang that song
And she’s already gone, gone, gone
And you’re starting to sound like a broken record
By the time we were done driving across Texas
I was feeling kind of small
See, we’d stopped for some food when she picked up the dude from the rodeo
Ahoy California! We’re coming to join ya
To pump that gasoline
But we already sang that song
And she’s already long, long, gone
And we’re starting to sound like a broken record
Broken promises
Broken dreams
Broken marriages
Broken rings
Somewhere along the line I left the straight
For the arc of least resistance
And I’m starting to sound like a broken record
Third verse the same as the first verse the same on
The arc of least resistance
Yes, I’ve started to sound like a broken record
Not that I had that much dignity left anyway