Corey’s Song

(TTTO You Can’t Always Get What You Want)

 

I picked her up down at the schoolyard

A ten ton book bag in her hand

When she piled in the car she was a bitching

I assumed it must be teenage glands

 

(Insert your best Mick chorus as needed) 

 

I was sick of hearing about her teachers

And oh how hard they made her work

As I was tired of talk about her boyfriend

Why don’t she just go ahead and dump that jerk?

 

So I pulled on in at the drugstore

Man, I was feeling pretty ill

What luck, Miracle Max was at the counter

I said, “Give me your biggest chill pill.”

 

She was practiced at the art of deception

I said, “Now you wouldn’t ever lie to your dad?

Either way you’re still on restriction

There’s no damned use in getting mad.”

 

Well she tried the old silent treatment

Finally I broke down and screamed–“Can’t you see?

The whole world is not your oyster

It’s not about you; it’s about ME!”

 

Filler:

Don’t let me hear it now

Oh baby, you make my head hurt

Oh honey, my ears are ringing

 

 

Thomas Hubbard  (10/19/2007)

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