Hand Springs

I took my girl to go bowling downtown at the red door

After an argument I started

Cause I thought she didn't like me anymore

I can't help it sometimes I feel pitiful

And of course she's so young and beautiful

I bought us two glasses of coke

That's her favorite and I wanted to make up for earlier

But I dropped her glass and it broke

So I just gave my glass to her

She laughed and so did I in our lane

And then she went to a vending machine

To buy a candy cane

But right next to that was a boy I knew

With a spring in his hand

Playing a country pinball machine

Called 'stand by your man'

I saw him talk to her

But I stayed in my lane

And played my game steady

And was thinking of a day

When I'd be too old to throw a ball this heavy

But I guess I'm young now

So it's easier to knock 'em all down

Then I looked and saw her say to him

'you're really hittin' that ball around'

And he's lookin' at her the way I did

When I first met her

I could see in his face

White flowers

And cups of coffee

And love letters

I was sorry to interrupt their game

But I went and did it anyway

I dropped my red bowling ball

Through the glass of his machine

I said 'are you quick enough to hit this ball, mr. Clean? '

I was scared to lose her

So I couldn't help being mean

And that ended both of our games

I said I was sorry

But my girl left with him just the same

I thought how much I hate when love makes me act this way

I was bent over a broken pinball machine

In a bowling alley and I threw it all away

Well isn't it all just a big game?