Benton harbor blues As i try to fill all of my empty days I stumble round on through my memory's maze Of all my past, only the sadness stays I was moping
A Candymaker's Knife in my Handbag A night out in the tropics Turned out I couldn't cope After the School of Fancy Cookery With Antoinette Pope I learned
Pontoon put-put with the tape on 10 Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine. I'm sliding the sunfish up through the wakes Coming up too quick, making
Darling black-hearted boy All the color's gone out of my ribbon loom As i've only got the worst to assume Take your sheet metal sheers Cut a slit up the
On my first day in town we saw the king He was dressed in a suit with a bright blue tie And it matched his eyes And when ours met I sighed Took a boat
Down in the dumps Me and the seagulls we were looking for lumps They all get scared when off of one of the bumps: jumps I have to clutch I have to tell
Later at lunch with the taco lettuce crunch crunch She sets herself apart the bunch. How bad does she seem? She makes me wanna scream. On the phone with
I wanted to be a typewriter mender when I grew up, But things didn't work out so. Sleep Late in the morning, climb up Mt. Olympia and replace a Return
Back the bus he cussed a??Space suits! Blackened boots! Lad, little Lad,a?? he sad, a??I've a tip for you: See, what about me: what about her? What about
Borneo I was so bored with my old life I was so bored with decent odds My new roommate left her debit card Some sort of test for me. It's too hard
I hate the steam train that whistles woozy my bird brain, That sends my spaniel insane. And I'll stop riding side saddle if they don't stop the clickity
Does it Remind You of When How the years have gone It's come to this A rose on his lapel, in the open coffin I'd give him a kiss I have to go up north
I saw a black girl last night called Charmaine Champaign She wasn't a worn out ex-so-and-so, no not from Times Square But she went to Johnny Romero's
In the back of a mini cab Me and Georgie and Nigel and Sadie: a??Can I use your mobile? Can I use your mobile, Sadie?a?? On our way to Shoreditch; Off
Don't dance her down boys Don't dance her down Don't dance her down boys Her man's in town I played cards in England I threw dice in Spain I'm going back
Forty Eight Twenty Three Twenty Second Street Now, as for my aunt Who told on me She was always wearing her turbans Sailing back to Greece on the Normandy
If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do If I see you tomorrow I don't know what I will do I'm not going to cut my hair or run around the block
I was wielding my axe drunk whisky at the bar every night coming home out the windshield of my car I would look through the boughs and think I saw
