See if you can name the singers
Posted by seamonster02 on January 21, 2008
Had an old boyfriend call to say “why, lady why do you do me this way? I wanna come over” but I told him that maybe in some other place, some other time I would have considered it but not now. He said “I can’t forget about you” and that he figured I’d think the same thing if we’d just go spend some time in a hotel california behind closed doors.
I told him we’re all the way gone and that he was not going to qualify for the best I ever had. I hung up and turned to Baxter who seemed to want to go for another walk. While out walking I explained to Baxter that I walk the line when it comes to relationships and how life ain’t always beautiful but thats what makes you strong.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful tonight to be in deep water skinny dipping? The sharks always treat me nice so what do I care if they are in the water too? I have to say, I wasn’t brought up with silver threads and golden needles - I believe a person should be proud of hard work, challenges, and loving your man.
Hey Mister, thats me up on the jukebox wanting to tell everyone that it ain’t me babe, I don’t play with people’s hearts. Yes, angels fall sometimes but not this angel. Admittedly I still miss someone but when you tell me that I’m falling down that path I have to remind you that that is when your heartache begins.
Really people, I just move to the beat of a different drum, it doesn’t make me unwell. Someday you’ll want me to want you to tell me how I fall to pieces but right now I’m just having sweet dreams.
All I need, while I’m right here waiting, is to tell you that saying I’ll always love you is just crazy. Did I tell you that a paramedic called yesterday? He called me baby the other night and asked me if I wanted to be fire to fire with him? He said “I’m the singer, your the song” and I laughed and told him “I love you because you make me laugh.” He said “Tonight’s the night cuz you’re in my heart and my arms stay open all night so you belong to me.”
I told him “baby, don’t get hooked on me, cuz if it don’t come easy then there is no point in it. Face it, sometimes when we touch, I just want to puke.”
Whew, I’d rather be sittin on the dock of the bay, near the cool water, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Frankly, I’m so lonesome I could cry because it is just these foolish games that are no damn good. That damn evil angel tells me I’ve got dreams to remember if I weren’t such a hard headed woman.
Just because I’m in love with you, doesn’t me you have to love me. I’m just no damn good being a freewheeler who fears wasted time. I don’t want to be the girl from yesterday, sitting looking at the harbor lights trying to be a sunday kind of woman. Screw that, I have no pride at all. I’d rather have nothing between you and me till I can’t take it anymore - want you to love me tender cuz you’re so good when you’re bad.
I know this doesn’t make a lot of sense but let me just say you’re in my heart and that I’m lovin you against my will.
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