Fine

It started with the wine

The wine

The wine!

We were shopping for a bottle to bring to her cousin's soirée

My cousin's a sous' chef, she's very gourmet

I grabbed my favorite Cabernet

He's got no clue and so I say

Darling, the wine

The wine?

The wine!

They're serving monk fish, so darling the wine can't be red

How 'bout this Austrian Riesling instead?

Honey, you know I don't like the Riesling

When have you ever seen me drink Riesling?

Never, but can't you listen this once?

Red wine and fish, you'll look like a dunce

Fine!

I'll bring the red, you bring the white

That way I'll still get drunk, you'll still be right

Fine

Fine

Fine

And then there was the cab

The cab!

The cab

We're stuck in traffic in the middle of Broadway

Ten minutes we wait

We're twelve blocks away, and we're already late

I point out there'd be no delay

If we would just turn that a-way

Honey, the cab!

The cab

The cab

Was pointed squarely down Broadway

I know you're concerned, but your cousin's on Broadway

So why have we turned?

Darling, I know my cousin's on Broadway

But there was lots of traffic on Broadway!

Surely, but now in my own defense

We're farther away, which doesn't make sense

Fine, driver, please stop here if you would

I think walking will do us both some good

Fine

Fine

Fine

We don't say anything as we're walking down Broadway

It's like I'm walking next to a stranger

I've had that feeling more and more, like I don't even know him

But right now it's cold, and we're still in a hurry

I'm not gonna stop and I'm not gonna worry

We'll be fine

Fine

Fine