Oh, I can hit you with worse than that, I assure you.
I sadly have a head full of songs that crush the spirit.

"Ain't she sweet? See her walking down that street.
Yes I ask you very confidentially, ain't she sweet?"

"Five foot two, eyes of blue
But oh, what those five foot could do
Has anybody seen my girl?
Turned up nose, turned down hose,
All dressed up in fancy clothes,
Has anybody seen my girl?
Now if you run into a five foot two
Covered in fur,
Diamond rings and all those things,
Bet-cha life it isn't her.
But could she love, could she woo?
Could she, could she, could she coo?
Has anybody seen my girl?"

"MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!"

Give up yet?
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 1 May 2008, 14:49, Reply)