Songtext von Smokey Gorra (feat. Mondo Cozmo)

He's in his prime Met her online It's a hop, a skip A jump to the arcade they call McCool's Goes there 'cause it's cheap Gives a couple quarters to his date Acts like he relates Has no idea, so he fakes 'Cause he's focused on his game (the Addam's Family pinball machine) Once they use up all the change He invites her to his place Says: Sorry for the mess Then they start to get undressed He's easy, she's depressed And she left her son home in the nest 'Cause: Mommie's having dinner with a friend He's in his prime Doing more than fine The doorman never makes him wait in line He'll crush mad cans They finish, he doesn't have much to offer Some Cheez-its, a dad joke, some Dr. Thunder So she calls up an Uber and they wait there It's awkward Post-sex-brain in light rain It's the west end of Hartford Smokey Gorra will ignore ya Only 'cause he's heard it all before While she rants 'bout gentrification He hums to an ear-worm (a guitar line from Pavement) Oh now he's on the fire escape Watching trains go by 'Cause he's in his Prime This is his time And he knows that it won't always be so easy Ba, ba ba ba bah Smokey Gorra knows exactly what he wants He's in his prime This is his time And he'll tilt it like a pinball machine while he can