right - I'm pissed up on Bailey's, and I have the guitar at the ready
What I need now (cause I'm far too drunk to do it myself) are some blues lyrics.
You know the sort of thing - "I woke up this morning, my dog was dead," etc
The naughtier the better
thanks
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Suleiman -> RE: Blues thread (12/30/2007 4:38:32 PM)
"God has a sense of humor, but it's often rather crude What He thinks is a howler, you or I would say is rude But cursing Him is not a real productive attitude Just laugh -- you might as well, my friend, 'cause either way you're screwed"
(From "Callahan's Legacy" by Spider Robinson)
LadyEllen -> RE: Blues thread (12/30/2007 4:42:09 PM)
very good Suleiman - just about fits, thanks!
but I want naughty, disgusting, depraved, filthy lyrics
you know, the sort of thing I can sing at family gatherings
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Suleiman -> RE: Blues thread (12/30/2007 4:46:14 PM)
Ah, my mistake, sorry. Let me see if I can come up with something...
My lover don't beat me...
...she don't let me beg...
...she leaves me in a nilla room to...
...dry hump her leg... I've got the...
Smart Alec Blues
I'm tryin to deserve it baby but...
she just won't play
(tag - someone else needs to pick up the next verse)
LadyEllen -> RE: Blues thread (12/30/2007 5:14:44 PM)
Woke up this morning I'd never have guessed That I'd been sedated And not for no jest Looked under the covers It was quite a mess Cause while I was out of it They'd given me SRS