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Sorry 'bout the jab Southie. Would you believe because of that little mean spirit in me, my lawn mower blew up. Then I had to go and drop 6 bills at Sears and I still haven't made a dent in the Amazon here. But you know what it ain't branging me down cause I had a wonderful Sat. nite with the ABB and some of the best people ever. Could you write me a tune? Call it the Lawn Mowin' Blues.
Something like this:
My mower is run down.
Now it's fried too.
And I don't know how
I'm ever gonna get my yard cut.
Sometimes I feel
Sometimes I feel
Like I got grass
(duh duh dum duh duh duh)
Up to my ass
(duh duh dum duh duh duh)
Grass
(duh duh dum duh duh duh)
Up to my ass
Good Lord I feel like cryin
How 'bout dem apples. Peace y'all.