I*'m waitin', I'm waitin'. You got me hooked, Peter. I've written songs that way... starting out with a few lines with no idea what the song was about. An example:

I started singing:

"It was a nice night, at least I thought it was nice
Amd then, for filler..
"It was the right time, at least I thought it was right"

I just kept singing those two lines over and over again with no clue where the song was leading me. The two lines had a sense that something really wasn't all that nice about the night, but I had no idea what. After awhile, the next two lines came:

"All I wanted was a taste of sin
But when I started, the roof caved in"

Still no idea what was going to happen.

Then a few more lines:

"If they only had told me, if I only had known
I would have have changed my whole way of thinkin'
A long time ago"

Talk about stalling for inspiration.

So, what happened?

The rest of the song revolved around a poodle.

Go figure.

Jerry