A little harsh, I know. I assure you it is well warranted, though...
- John
lyrics
She pressed her fanciest dress for this
Now drenched, all covered in sweat and beer, my dear
Synaptic reflex is all she has
Catholic pretense left beside the bed
She said “Pretty boys send pretty girls to hell,
But I can’t resist, I guess I might as well.”
Sweetheart, don’t you say the darndest things to me?
Follow me back to my room and we’ll see what they mean
I swear I’d seen more class in Motel 6 doormats
As she screamed at me
To go buy her an aspirin, I just sat laughing and asked her to leave
Cuz the fact of the matter is I don’t like taking out trash, anyways
There’s the door, pack your bags
Find a spot by the dumpster and wait
credits
from Little Miss Blackout,
released August 8, 2009
John Norwood - Vocals/Guitar/Bass/Programming