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.
Okay… the above art is not mine but the canvas is…lol that is my soon to be 19 year old about 5 years ago. The question is do you consider face painting an art? In the same vein as tattoo work?
The day has several names. We celebrate in early February. It is Brighid’s Day. A day of light and joy. It is the beginning of Spring. (Today)
From here on we will start to see the new shoots of budding plants.
I am an eclectic pagan and I am always open to the gentle discussion about religion…but note that I said gentle. I was kicked out of a “Christian” church because I didn’t fit their idea of a good girl. They never asked me what caused my situation. So I don’t handle people that try to punish me for not being a believer in the same faith as they have well. However I will be fine with civil discourse on the topic.
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.
Pattimouse 