Old Stanley lived a pretty normal life; Had a dog, three children, and an ornery ex-wife. Sometimes he was lonely, but he usually got by; Kept his mind on his work and drank beer with the guys. One day his neighbor, a little blonde beauty, Dropped by his house. She was really a cutie. She flirted with Stan, and he was never the type To pass an opportunity as it happened by. Romance began to blossom that day. Opportunity led poor old Stanley astray. But now Stan’s a-wishin’ he hadn’t been bold. He should have known all that glitters ain’t gold, Blondies’s big boyfriend returned from Spokane And made his displeasure real clear to Stan. Now Stan’s recuperatin’, wishin’ he was dead. The door of opportunity fell on his head