I dug a well, I rode a whale,
I got the flu then I got well.
I met a girl, we had a conversation
I married her, we went on vacation.
We got divorced, and I lost the house,
And then I learned to love myself.
I bought a book and leaned to read.
And then I read it waiting at the DMV.
I dug a whole, I filled it up,
With morning dew from a coffee cup.
I took the mud, here's what I did,
I made some bricks, built a pyramid.
I went to China, adopted a baby,
I raised her up to be a young lady,
She went to school, got two degrees
And all the time I was just waiting at the DMV.
DMV, now serving number 3
DMV, my ticket number's 915.
I dug a pony, fell off my saddle,
Rode up the creek without a paddle.
I tilled a garden, I sowed some seeds,
I sprinkled water, and pulled up weeds.
Took home my harvest in an old wheelbarrow,
Then watched a movie with Mia Farrow.
Left before the credits to marry Soon-yi,
All that time, still in line waiting at the DMV.
DMV, now serving number 3
DMV, my ticket number's 915.
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