Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends All through their high school days Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA After graduation Mary Anne went out lookin’ for a bright new world Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl Well, it wasn’t two weeks after she got married that Wanda started gettin’ abused She’d put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses And makeup to cover a bruise Well, she finally got the nerve to file for divorce She let the law take it from there But Earl walked right through that restraining order And put her in intensive care Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta On a red eye midnight flight She held Wanda’s hand and they worked out a plan And it didn’t take ’em long to decide That Earl had to die Good bye, Earl Those black-eyed peas They tasted alright to me, Earl You feelin’ weak? Why don’t you lay down and sleep, Earl Ain’t it dark wrapped up in that tarp, Earl The cops came by to bring Earl in They searched the house high and low Then they tipped their hats and said, “Thank you ladies If you hear from him let us know” Well, the weeks went by and spring turned to summer And summer faded into fall And it turns out he was a missing person who nobody missed at all So the girls bought some land at a roadside stand Out on highway 109 They sell Tennessee ham and strawberry jam And they don’t lose any sleep at night ‘Cause Earl had to die Good bye, Earl We need a break, let’s go out to the lake, Earl We’ll pack a lunch, and stuff you in the trunk, Earl Well, is that alright? Good! Let’s go for a ride, Earl, hey Ooh hey hey hey Ah hey hey hey Well, hey hey hey
My 2 Cents –
Okay, Saturday was the 19th birthday for my youngest child. That means I am worn out and trying to get the blog done with no real energy. So, I went with another fun song. This one has been on my social media pages a lot lately.
Well, I see ’em every night in tight blue jeans In the pages of a Blueboy magazine Hey, hey, I’ve been thinking of a new sensation I’m picking up good vibrations Oop, she bop, she bop Do I wanna go out with a lion’s roar? Yeah, I wanna go south and get me some more Hey, they say that a stitch in time saves nine They say I better stop or I’ll go blind Oop, she bop, she bop She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu bop (I hope he will understand) She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop Oh, she do, she bop Hey, hey they say I better get a chaperone Because I can’t stop messin’ with the danger zone Hey, hey I won’t worry, and I won’t fret Ain’t no law against it yet Oop, she bop, she bop She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu bop (I hope he will understand) She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop Oh, she do, she bop, she bop She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu bop (I hope he will understand) She bop, he bop, we bop I bop, you bop, they bop Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop Oh, she did it, she bop Oh, she did it, she bop
My 2 Cents –
My dudes I have a nasty sinus infection. I was tempted to just skip this day because I am so not feeling well… but my boyfriend suggested this as it is a fun song that is not offensive to the soul. So, rock on.
We were good, we were gold Kinda dream that can’t be sold We were right ’til we weren’t Built a home and watched it burn Mm, I didn’t wanna leave you I didn’t wanna lie Started to cry but then remembered I I can buy myself flowers Write my name in the sand Talk to myself for hours Say things you don’t understand I can take myself dancing And I can hold my own hand Yeah, I can love me better than you can Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better I can love me better, baby Paint my nails, cherry red Match the roses that you left No remorse, no regret I forgive every word you said Ooh, I did not wanna leave you, baby I didn’t wanna fight Started to cry but then remembered I I can buy myself flowers Write my name in the sand Talk to myself for hours, yeah Say things you don’t understand I can take myself dancing, yeah I can hold my own hand Yeah, I can love me better than you can Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better Oh, I I did not wanna leave you I didn’t wanna fight Started to cry but then remembered I I can buy myself flowers (oh) Write my name in the sand (mmh) Talk to myself for hours (yeah) Say things you don’t understand (never will) I can take myself dancing, yeah I can hold my own hand Yeah, I can love me better than Yeah, I can love me better than you can Can love me better I can love me better, baby (oh) Can love me better I can love me better (than you can), baby Can love me better I can love me better, baby Can love me better I
My 2 Cents – oh, my. I do love a well written song. She has something here… admitted it is not the best lyrics but the idea behind the song is strong. Anyone who has been in a relationship and is now looking at being alone can tell you that you need to learn how to learn how to love you again. I love me just fine. She does just fine with this one.
I don’t know what you had in mind But here we stand on opposing sides
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
We arm ourselves with the wrongs we’ve done Name them off one by one
Let’s go to war Let’s go to war
Everything you say Everything you do You push it in And you cut me down And you cut me down
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
Hush my baby; make no sound Maybe we can wait each other out It’s a cold war Let’s go to war
With every settled score I thought that fighting with meant fighting for But you turn it around But you turn it around
War, war, war
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe Screaming at the ones we love
Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feels safe? Do we feel safe?
Do we censor or do we flow? Are we drunk on the chemicals? Every feeling in my bones tells me to lash out And tell you to fuck off
You’ve got my heart And I’ve got your soul But are we better off alone?
With every battle we lose a little more Remember everything that we’d die for You are everything that I’d die for
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds that we feel safe
Screaming at the ones we love Like we forgot who we can trust Screaming at the top of our lungs On the grounds where we feel safe
Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe? Do we feel safe?
My 2 Cents – I thought I should talk about the title for my current volume. Internal Battlefields. I feel like all mental health is an internal war. we fight a battle every day against our own minds. This song feels like the anthem for this volume. So, LET’S GO TO WAR!
Strike first Make it hurt When everyone assumes the worst I never have to say I’m sorry Spiteful Ruinous I’m all things you feared I was Another villain in your story You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Cold rage Hides the shame Of images I can’t escape Scars that live under the surface It’s strange What I became When part of me was ripped away And replaced with something worthless You think that I’m a spitfire? You should Afraid you’re on my bad side? That’s good If I wanted to end you I could I could I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp Take what’s left Of my fractured heart Bloodstained ’cause The pieces are so sharp I’m sinking down If you only knew how hard it is For me to climb out I’m kicking and screaming But no one can hear me So what happens now? The shadows are creeping in I didn’t ask for I didn’t ask for this Never forget I didn’t ask for this
My 2 Cents – this time of year is so freaking hard. No one asks for the mental health issues. No one asks for trauma. No one asks for the feeling like they are just unlovable…yet…so many people feel like they are. It costs you nothing to be kind, to be patient.