And fourty two cents

I spoke to someone about the Powerball Jackpot
He flirted with me
as I mixed sugar into my tea.

We talked about winning the money
and spending some time on a sunny island
drinking margaritas...swimsuits optional.

But all I want
is a normal life
with someone who comes home to me
and wraps his arms around me
even if it means
I have only fifty-seven dollars in my checking account