The Queen and I
I love it how she breathes booze in the mornin’
Man, it’s so sexy how she can’t remember last night
I made the fatal mistake of letting her drink again
Well who the hell am I to tell her how to live her life?
And if you could put dumb in a shot glass
I’m just another lush who’s had one too many in me
And we please don’t have enough
I see you stand there, settle for anything, anything’s better than lettin’ her,
‘Cause she could do better than me
She’ll come around eventually
‘Cause baby girl’s a queen
But the queen’s just a pawn with a bunch of fancy moves
And she’s made me a fiend
I’m goin through withdrawals but I got nothing to lose
Oh no,
She’s at the bottom of that bottle
She’s only one more swallow
From being oh, so hollow
I find it funny she can never find her car keys
Immediately after telling me she can’t take it
She makes the cutest faces when she screams obscenities
And slurs her words because she’s never not inebriated
And the front page headline read:
Let the girl go, you know you can do better
It’s bad, when the fact that you can’t have her
Is the reason you sweat her,
Don’t let her take advantage of you
Like the other girls let her
You better cut your losses now buddy.
Drown yourself,
It’s not worth keeping me
Just put it down right now,
And bow out gracefully
October 22nd, 2006 at 10:56 pm
Bill, no one knows to make of your random love songs of the month. - Everyone
October 23rd, 2006 at 3:43 pm
That’s a pretty shitty love song…
October 25th, 2006 at 2:47 am
It’s a pretty shitty world, Bill, but you just can’t keep me happy with an emo update. What ever happened to the greater good and taking one for the team? I know your life is in shambles right now, I know it’s hard not to let the razor slide down from your face to your wrists everyday, but dammit Bill, at least post something that makes me giggle like a young french horse like you used to.
October 25th, 2006 at 11:00 am
I concur, your blogs used to be a beacon of light in an otherwise hopeless and mundane electronic world. Now with your posts so scarce it is hard to have anything left to believe in. Now buck up little camper, grab a beer - Hell! you grab a six pack buddy! And you just let your stumpy little fingers fly across that ergonomic secretary keyboard you have so that you don’t get a cramp in those dainty wrists of yours until typefaced gold comes a-spewing out.
October 25th, 2006 at 6:29 pm
Dude I’m glad you have better things to do then Do your blogs it gives me hope that someday we can ALL more on to a better place so thanks you thank you
October 28th, 2006 at 9:56 pm
Jesus Justin, a little punctuation goes a long way.