This was originally more caddish, but at some point the song turned into a sweeter look at an old maid, kind of like a Shane MacGowan mix of nasty and nice. Musically, it's vocals, guitar, fake bass, and drums. It's fun to play, so I can see playing it live sometime. Lyrics are below.
Terri Cockring was the last girl at the party.
She thinks it's long past time she departed.
And all the boys offer to walk her home,
but Terri would rather be alone.
Oh, Terri you never let me kiss you, but that's OK.
Terri, I've kissed many prettier women than you since those days.
Terri Cockring reads all the cheap romance novels.
She wonders how she ended up in this hovel.
She used to make all the boys turn their heads.
But that was years ago, and now they're half-dead.
Terri, can you believe we're this old?
Oh, Terri, would you still swat away my hand now?
Oh, Terri, with your parents gone that house must be so cold.
Oh, Terri, do you need a hand to hold?
Terri, I bet you still go to church.
And at night with the tv on, on your recliner you perch.
Oh, Terri, I think that I could have saved you,
and maybe you could have saved me too.
Oh, Terri, I hope someone kisses you before it's too late,
and they shovel in the dirt on your grave.
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