A Thousand Kisses Deep

The ponies run, the girls are young,
 The odds are there to beat.
 You win a while, and then it's done –
 Your little winning streak.
 And summoned now to deal
 With your invincible defeat,
 You live your life as if it's real,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
 I'm back on Boogie Street.
 You lose your grip, and then you slip
 Into the Masterpiece.
 And maybe I had miles to drive,
 And promises to keep:
 You ditch it all to stay alive,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 And sometimes when the night is slow,
 The wretched and the meek,
 We gather up our hearts and go,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 Confined to sex, we pressed against
 The limits of the sea:
 I saw there were no oceans left
 For scavengers like me.
 I made it to the forward deck.
 I blessed our remnant fleet –
 And then consented to be wrecked,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed,
 I'm back on Boogie Street.
 I guess they won't exchange the gifts
 That you were meant to keep.
 And quiet is the thought of you,
 The file on you complete,
 Except what we forgot to do,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 And sometimes when the night is slow,
 The wretched and the meek,
 We gather up our hearts and go,
 A Thousand Kisses Deep.
 The ponies run, the girls are young,
 The odds are there to beat . . .