with many thanks to shot

Cigarettes and chocolate milk*
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I likes a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans**
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I likes a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we won't mention
Everything about 'em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It's not very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places***
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental valiums
Can't expect the world to be your raggedy andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or adios Kansas
It's not very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish
A little bit tower of Pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I'm a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk

* well, it's lattes actually. . .
**and I only eat Jelly Belly Beans, and then only certain coloured jelly beans and only those in a specific order. . .
*** New York, New York? California Girls? A Nightingale Sang in Berkely Square? (I could go on forever, you know I could!)
and and and, but now I'm spoiling the song for you, so I'll stop. . .


Rimshot said...

<--- turning 45,576 shades of crimson.

(also chuffed! If I'm using that word correctly)

Rimshot said...

<-- Steals another Crunchie, since they're there.

Steg said...

*applauds rimshot for faultless use of the word "chuffed"*

mig bardsley said...

Ooh, I've just realised I'm in your sidebar!!!!
*turning as many crimson shades as Shot* :)

Now this song might have been written for me :) (Except I'm a boot made for the country)
Is that Rufus the son of Loudun? I've forgotten something about him if it is. I must ask my Barney Bear about it :)

Mel said...

Jelly beans!!!!!

I'm chuffed about the jelly beans, of course!

Red, please.

Don't see no black ones in there.....dangitall.....

I, still, ♥ the views said...

(mel, honey, I always eat the black ones first. . . then the white ones. . . you are welcome to the red ones!)(but next time, I'll split the black ones into two portions and I'll share them widya)

mig and shot nah, don't blush guys. . . please, don't. . .

steg we'll have him brung up proper and talkin' the Queen's English soon enough!


Gordie said...

Awwww... ((((Rufus))))

Yes, Mig, he is the son of Loudon III and Kate McGarrigle , and also the hero of a very funny and tender song about breast-feeding, on his daddy's 'Unrequited' album. (We don't do rude on this blog, so you'll just have to find it on Amazon.

Happy St. Patrick's Day, one and all.

Mel said...

Happy St. Patrick's Day, sir!
And ma'am.
AND to all!


<----went for the red ones in hopes of gettin' ONE of the colors..LOL

Kinda thought black and white were spoken for..... ;-)

mig bardsley said...

Ooh! Happy St Patrick's day everyone :)

(And thanks Gordie. It was the wonderful McGarrigles I was trying to remember)