Ballad of Mike

Shy Mike was always a good friend

His ears weren’t just for him

They called him a clever man

And met him again and again

He was grand

Superman!

They liked him

To tell him

There he stayed with a party of a few

Decided to go to the bar of their choice

Shaking some hands he never knew

Mike had nothing else to do

He was grand

Superman!

They loved him

To know him

And in the pool of some was a girl

She saw the more no one knew from him

She wasn’t interested in what he thought

But really liked the way he laughed

He was grand

Superman!

Surprise

She caught his eyes

And then they where two, people wet home

Mike asked her to sit down on the next stairs

She didn’t wanted him to give advice

And didn’t told him he was nice

There he stand

Superman!

Made a date

There she stayed

And so they met to take some drinks

Such a nice time Mike missed for months

Finally she kissed him for goodnight

Mike saaid nothing, he was shy

But friens wanted him to help again

And time with her was not enough

Fool Mike asked a friend about her course

And so he made it even more worse

This was your end

Foolman!

No second try

Man! You’re shy

Mike couldn’t get her out of his mind

Even after all was spoken out

He never gave advices again

Mike, you was such an idiot man

Now his tale is known by everyone

Shy mike became a story

A sory ‘bout a man giving advices

But could’t master his own life