Around 2002, when I was divorced,
   I called out to you, with an outer force.
I was a drunken net chatter, whose desires were never met, 
   And I remained alone, secure in my motel-like nest.
You came in and you smiled, with one of my others. 
   I took your hand, she got mad, and now we are lovers.
That was 7 years ago and I no longer drink.
   The others have gone. I don't miss a thing.
Cause each day with you, brings me joy I can't describe.
   The sound of you voice, the warmth by your side
We're still a loving couple and I think thats really something, 
   Cause we're over the hill, and we're still humping.