Blues
VERSE I VERSE II VERSE III
You came over So I'm out in a rainstorm I smiled cuz I knew
Dressed for a Sunday With no umbrella What I had to do
Kind of spooky You stepped on my face I thanked God for her help
It was only Monday You're such the fella And the other two
Set down my drink I was totally drowning Skipped on home
Turned off the stove Soaked to the bone To start the plan
Glanced outside When I heard a ringing Turned on the stove
The sky was mauve I picked up the phone Turned off the fan
Your hair was ruffled The voice of God was At 4:59
Resembling foul Delivering me a towel I let out a howl
Out of your mouth And from her mouth Out of my mouth
Fell the vowel Fell the vowel Fell the vowel
I... U... I...
Went to the shop Were playing fair Started baking
To buy the whey At the game of love But then I got baked
And I stopped cold When dimwit dropped I'll be handing him more
When she said hey Tons of bricks from above Than just chocolate cake
So now we're leaving So now I'm gonna What's left in my stove
Off to peaceful bliss Give you the tool Is more than just eats
Sorry about it To help you get The look on his face
Our time I'll miss Back at that fool Will be my treat
VERSE IV VERSE V
Threw open the stove I said, "Look here loser,
Smoke was everywhere It's time for you to go
Perfection! I cried The way the dinosaurs did
I combed my hair So long ago
I called up the jerk (Dec3/97)
To invite him up
Setting the plan
While filling his cup (Aug26/98)
At the table we sat
Where he'd dumped me so hard
I decided it's time
To play my card
A... O... (Oct9/98)
Piece of cake My God! What have you done?
Was this sweet plan He whimpered and cried
To rid me of And then we heard
My problem man "What is it my child?"
All I needed
Was given to me
There was no trick
It was plain to see