tirsdag 18. oktober 2011

Patricia the Stripper

She works downtown in an unmarked bar,
Flyin' round poles she always gave me the fright of my life
I didn't mean to get involved it was the alcohol
Mixed with and empty feeling inside
Its such a bad idea to fall in love with a 'lady of the night'

Why didn't God give her two left feet
Then she couldn't run away from me!

Months go by and I'm alone in bed
While she's greasing up for when the businessmen and lawyers arrive
I've got to wear a beard a suit and tie
To get past the door if I want to see my girl tonight
I go to all this effort just to see my fair Patricia going home with some other guy

Why didn't God give her two left feet
Then she couldn't run away from me!
Why didn't God give her two left feet
then she couldn't run away from me!

She thinks I'm sad and that's alright
But she doesn't hate me so there's my little alibi
I can't, I can't leave, I can't I can't I can't
She's my coked-up botox girl

Patricia, Patricia
Oh Patricia the Stripper you are my sunshine
Oh Patricia the stripper come on home tonight
Oh Patricia the Stripper you are my sunshine
So why can't you come home with me tonight? 


Hvordan åpne en kokosnøtt... Attempted by Haakon: 







Den ble åpnet til slutt. Men ble bare drikking av melken. Spiste ikke noe innmat. Ble mye søl, og ret og slett vanskelig. Jeg går og legger meg.

2 kommentarer:

  1. Regina! du har jo en blogg. Nå skal jeg lese litt. veel, jeg for min del tenkte bare vi skulle blogge på bloggene vi har fra før (var visst noen som hadde!) men vi kan jo godt opprette en fellees-blogg også (: Alt er mulig! (Camilla og jeg holder forresten på å skrive en illustrert bok basert på Die Hard Movie Girl, og der er Patricia med! tihi (: Er deg deg eller? Ö )

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  2. Yeah, nå kan jeg kommentere!! :D kul kokosnøtt!

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