Sink

S'epidemic irrev-e-lation
The last thing I wanted in all Creation
I couldn't hold onto that smile I made you
The edges were too ragged and the seams were showing through
Just to keep my hand in, I thought I'd write a note
Just to keep my hand in
But you're barrels of fun
You're my elixir ten times over
I'd sail the ocean, I'd swim the sea
But I'd rather be legless than be brought down to my knees
Just to keep my hand in, I thought I'd write a note
Just to keep my hand in, I'll confess,
It's on you I dote.
There will be times when your wits desert you
There will be times when you feel all aglow
There may be times coming up in that last round
There will be things we all ought to know
There will be!
Just to keep my hand in, I thought I'd write a note
Just to keep my hand in
Oh Lord above us, forgive our wicked ways
I never sinned like this, well, not until today
But the winter caught up, so I threw the summer out
I loved the way you dress but not your drunken list and pout
Just to keep my hand in, I thought I'd write a note
Just to keep my hand in, I'll confess
It's on you I dote.