Toilet Paper Blues

Wandering around, nothing to do
But you pause as the urge comes over you
You have to pee, you REALLY have to pee
You run to the nearest bathroom you see
Sweet relief as you lock the stall door
You turn around and drop your pants to the floor
But as you finish, you see something wrong
Something you should have noticed all along
There's no toilet paper on the roll!
And there's a sinking feeling inside your soul
As you realize the tragic situation you're in
A feeling of panic begins to set in
But wait! An idea....could it be?
There should be some in the other stall, that's the key!
You listen to make sure that no one is coming
When you're sure it's clear, you start waddling
Pants still down, butt still wet
You get in the other stall, and begin to fret
How could this be!?! No toilet paper again!
So unfair, this never happens to men...
Unbelievable what luck you have
As you consider your situation, you start to laugh
You're stuck, stranded, with no way out
Nothing to do but sit there and pout
Drip and dry, it's the only way
I guess this is the price you pay
Next time you'll look, but this time you lose
Welcome to what I call, The Toilet Paper Blues