"Where oh where can our Jeblina be
Poor advice took her away from me
She's gone to the barn like I thought she would
We want to see our baby and give advice that's good
We were planning a date for her new boyfriend
We had it planned to the very end
But there in the plan was an obvious fright
It wasn't pointed out 'til late in the night
The plan was stalled but she had already gone
A member of the forum, I felt I didn't belong
So I drank some booze and held on tight
I was tossing and turning way into the night
The panick attacks
The flood of tears
Now the worst has happened, that's what I fear"