With the world turning circles running 'round my brain.
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
But it's my destiny to be the king of pain - the Police
Can't predict that I'll ever get a tattoo.
First, I'm afraid of pain. Pain is painful.
The thought of a needle piercing my arm is scary.
It takes all my courage to get a flu shot. Still have trouble watching that hypodermic needle head toward my poor arm.
Two, I don't think I would look good with a tattoo. Let's face it: Age and gravity are the mortal enemies of tattoos.
Thirdly: I would probably get a tattoo and then change my mind.
With my luck I would get a Cincinnati Reds' logo tattoo and the team would then move the franchise to Tucson, Arizona.
Don't misunderstand me: If you want tattoos, that's your right, of course.
But how will you feel five, six, seven years from now?
And I am bemused by those who say they have a tattoo, but they cannot show you where it is on their person, because it's private.
So what exactly is the point there?
Besides the point of the needle.