Sep 16
But Nobody’s Home
Several years ago I spent some time with a gal who lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere. She had been a long distance track runner in high school, blue eyes, blonde hair, a knockout body, and of course, tons of energy and endurance. The perfect physical specimen of any female just out of high school and something all males would fantasize about. However, that fantasy babe fit Scary Monsters
She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can’t hide beat
When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home
She could’ve been a killer if she didn’t walk the way she do, and she do
She opened strange doors that we’d never close againShe asked me to stay and I stole a room
She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind
Now she’s stupid in the street and she can’t socialize
Well I love the little girl and I’ll love her till the day she dies.
And of course it finishes with
…..keeps me running, running scared
And I did.
No squawks yet
Squawk like a pink monkey bird
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