Well, she was about ninety seven
and her name was something Irish like Devon,
when I saw her while trying not to be sedentary.
To think I could have gone right on past her,
when I checked her out at the library.

Well she looked through me
and I hoped that she could see
but her glasses were far from twenty/twenty.
I hoped that she would give me her number
right there at the local library.

Oh, my heart went boom
when I saw the bathroom
had a real long waiting line…
But she was waiting for me when I got back to see
that she was aware I just had to pee.
I hoped that she would remember
that we’d met at the library.