Songs that best describe you.

August 3, 2008

Why is it that only action stars and super heroes have theme songs? What about us? Why can’t we have a theme song? Sure it’s probably because nobody wants to hear a song about being a librarian, but that doesn’t mean that we deserve it any less. Song lyrics exist to make us relate to the artist by finding common ground with our lives. What songs best describe you and your situation? Mine are accompanied by the lyrics as well:

  1. “The News From Your Bed” – Bishop Allen
    On occasion I have been known to not leave the house for weeks at a time. Healthy? Probably not. Appropriate song for the circumstance? Undoubtedly.

    You were saving the date
    But you woke up too late pulled the covers down over your head.
    You haven’t left your front door
    For a week maybe more tell me, hey, what’s the news from your bed?
    You know your face is all covered with your birthday cake
    That you’re eating in the kitchen at home.
    Another banner year, a splendid day
    Another inch or two that you’ve grown
    But it’s hard to celebrate on your own.

    There’s a mouse in cupboard that nibbles your crumbs
    And you talk to him every night
    You say, “Hey, Mr. Whiskers, I’m bored and I’m numb
    You can stay if you just treat me right.”
    Just last year you were fortunate baby
    And your friends circled around you in droves.
    Are they thinking of you? Maybe just maybe
    But not a one has bothered to phone.
    Tell me where oh where did they go?

    Called a car
    About an hour ago.
    You’re gonna take yourself out
    Despite the cold and snow.
    Did they forget about you
    Are they in on it too?
    You’re sitting looking in the mirror
    At your dancing shoes

    When your family calls you make nice to them all
    And assure them you’re fine and you’re great.
    Then you cry in the bath, cry so hard that you laugh
    Then you watch television ’til late.
    Who do you need? Nobody.
    You’re lucky nobody’s around.
    I can pour my own drinks
    No thanks, Mister. Go on, and get out of town
    And you’re gorgeous in your evening gown.

  2. “Polar Opposites” – Modest Mouse
    Theresa played this song for me in college and it remains my favorite Modest Mouse song. This is exactly what I did my final semester of school.

    Polar opposites don’t push away.
    It’s the same
    on the weekends as the rest of the days.
    And I know
    I should go but I will probably stay.
    And that’s all
    you can do about some things.

    I’m trying,
    I’m trying to
    Drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away.
    I’m trying,
    I’m trying to
    Drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away.

    Two one eyed dogs, they’re looking at stereos.
    Hi-fi Gods try so hard
    to make their cars low to the ground.
    These vibrations oil its teeth.
    Primer gray
    is the color when you’re done dying.

    I’m trying,
    I’m trying to
    Drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away.
    I’m trying,
    I’m trying to
    Drink away the part of the day that I cannot sleep away.

  3. “China” – Chris Holmes (terrible quality attached to an O.C. promo and it stops playing 3:10 in)
    Optimism is something you can never have to much of, and wanting change for the better is super duper too. This song represents the fresh starts and optimism I have when making those changes.

    I take it all in
    instead of writing it down.
    Trying to find a way
    to get out of this town.
    Searching for contact
    waiting on the last act.
    Biding my time
    because I’ll never be back.
    Hopin’ to find
    that I’m one of a kind.
    Willing to settle
    for some piece of mind.
    I’m going to sail to China
    or move to Carolina.
    Find myself some peace
    and take myself some time
    To fall and I’ll fall
    and I’ll fall for the first pretty girl
    that I’ll give her my heart
    and I’ll make her my world.
    And we’ll dance and dance and dance.

    All we live and all we are
    and all lives we’re all unsure.
    All we do and all we see
    and all we want and we need.
    All we feel and all we know
    and all we hide and all we show.
    All we take and all we give
    and all we die and all we live.

  4. “Spread” – Outkast (video probably not safe for work)
    No explanation needed.

    I don’t want to move too fast, but
    Can’t resist your sexy ass.
    Just spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).
    Don’t want to come on too strong, but
    I’ll play in you all day long.
    Just spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).

    I…I can’t read minds, but I can read yours.
    I think she says that she wants to pour your…
    your…
    yourself all over me.
    What you think? I could be wrong, but cupids don’t lie.
    And if they do, by God, they must fry! (fry?!)
    You know, like electric chair.
    The way you stare (yeah I’m there)
    You committed a crime and I’m the victim.

    I’ve got an eye out for she that cries out passionately
    We’ll do things backwardly, forwardly, horizontally
    I’m too young to be settling down.
    quick to change my mind tomorrow
    So now can I borrow your timid torso
    More so than your soul, honest me gotta be how I roll.
    Fuck the rhythm, tuck the rhythm under your bosom
    You’re the prism, Shirley Chisholm
    Was the first, let’s rehearse making a baby.
    Put in your order, I want a baby daughter.
    Dance on the tip of my tongue
    Shake the clouds until there’s no more wetness in them.
    Tell your homegirls that you will send them
    A postcard from 3000…hard!

    Don’t want to make you feel strange, but
    Don’t let these words be in vain, so
    Spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).
    Nature knows that I want you, but
    Not unless you want me too, so
    Spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).

    I don’t want to move too fast, but
    Can’t resist your sexy ass.
    Just spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).
    Don’t want to come on too strong, but
    I’ll play in you all day long.
    Just spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).

    Don’t want to make you feel strange, but
    Don’t let these words be in vain, so
    Spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).
    Nature knows that I want you, but
    Not unless you want me too, so
    Spread, spread for me
    (I can’t, I can’t wait to get you home).

  5. “Still Wasted From The Party Last Night” – Liam Lynch
    Sometimes a long night turns into an early day. Cheers to that.

    I was on my way to work, when I realized I’m wasted,
    Still wasted from the party last night.
    So I kicked back my seat and I loosened my tie,
    I’m wasted (he’s wasted),
    Still wasted from the party last night.

    The guys in the office might criticize me,
    for lookin’ like hell and smellin’ like a brewery,
    but I’m wasted (he’s wasted).
    Sitting here in traffic, and I’m wasted (he’s wasted).
    Still wasted from the party last night.

    I’m only wearin one shoe, theres no denyin it.
    I’m wasted (he’s wasted), Still wasted.
    Put my last smoke behind my ear and realize it was lit,
    I’m wasted (he’s wasted),
    Still wasted from the party last night.

    Sitting here in morning traffic,
    I could go to work or I could just pass it by.
    Cause I’m wasted (he’s wasted),
    Still wasted from the party last night.

    I’m wearin’ my bedsheets like a cape and a cowboy hat,
    (he’s wasted)
    and naked.
    But if I don’t go to work how will I pay my tab?
    I’m wasted (he’s wasted)
    Still wasted from the-
    I said I’m wasted and party when the somethin’ thats done-
    wa-sted somethin’,
    Party last night

So what songs have you pegged? List 5 songs that best describe you.

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10 Responses to “Songs that best describe you.”

  1. Jamie Says:

    1. Tryin to Throw Your Arms Around the World by U2

    Here is the link for the video. I picked the one with the best audio:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4hekg73Dh_Y&feature=related
    Here is a link for the lyrics:
    http://www.macphisto.net/u2lyrics/Tryin_To_Throw_Your_Arms_Around_The_World.html

    2.Joyful Girl by Ani DiFranco. There is also a version by Soulive that I like.

    Video:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhvbC3QJq38
    Lyrics:
    http://www.metrolyrics.com/joyful-girl-lyrics-ani-difranco.html

    3. You Don’t Understand Me by The Raconteurs

    Video:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wt7Ua3lpmqU
    Lyrics:
    http://www.metrolyrics.com/you-dont-understand-me-lyrics-raconteurs.html

    4. When Your Mind’s Made Up by Glen Hansard
    Yeah, I am stubborn. Sorry, deal with it.
    Video:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0k_Pe_iNYO4
    Lyrics:
    http://www.lyricstime.com/glen-hansard-whe-your-mind-s-made-up-lyrics.html

    5. Fidelity by Regina Spektor

    Video:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGTDRztaCCw
    Lyrics:
    http://www.metrolyrics.com/fidelity-lyrics-regina-spektor.html

  2. Phil Pearson Says:

    Me Name Jr. Gong- Damien Marley.
    Well, I’m not black, but otherwise, it’s pretty freaking close.

  3. Brian Eldridge Says:

    I’ll get back to you on this one.

  4. Karen Lee Says:

    As always this will be difficult, and probably regretted or altered later but here it goes…
    1) Be yourself by Audioslave-
    It’s all about relying on yourself, which is what I do best…

    Someone falls to pieces
    Sleepin all alone
    Someone kills the pain
    Spinning in the silence
    To finally drift away
    Someone gets excited
    In a chapel yard
    Catches a bouquet
    Another lays a dozen
    White roses on a grave

    To be yourself is all that you can do
    To be yourself is all that you can do

    Someone finds salvation in everyone
    And another only pain
    Someone tries to hide himself
    Down inside himself he prays
    Someone swears his true love
    Untill the end of time
    Another runs away
    Separate or united?
    Healthy or insane?

    To be yourself is all that you can do
    To be yourself is all that you can do
    To be yourself is all that you can do
    To be yourself is all that you can do

    And even when you’ve paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up
    With every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck
    don’t lose any sleep tonight
    I’m sure everything will end up alright

    You may win or lose

    But to be yourself is all that you can do
    To be yourself is all that you can do

    2) Blackbird by The Beatles-
    This song begs the listener to grow in his/her own way and envelope what they can within themselves…self preservation and reliance will help you achieve what you need even if it seems scary…just do it and see what happens

    3)I Can’t get no (satistfaction)-
    need I say more?

    I can’t get no satisfaction
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
    I can’t get no, I can’t get no
    When I’m drivin’ in my car
    And that man comes on the radio
    And he’s tellin’ me more and more
    About some useless information
    Supposed to fire my imagination
    I can’t get no, oh no no no
    Hey hey hey, that’s what I say
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    ‘Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
    I can’t get no, I can’t get no
    When I’m watchin’ my TV
    And that man comes on to tell me
    How white my shirts can be
    But he can’t be a man ’cause he doesn’t smoke
    The same cigarrettes as me
    I can’t get no, oh no no no
    Hey hey hey, that’s what I say
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    I can’t get no girl reaction
    Cause I try and I try and I try and I try
    I can’t get no, I can’t get no
    When I’m ridin’ round the world
    And I’m doin’ this and I’m signing that
    And I’m tryin’ to make some girl
    Who tells me baby better come back later next week
    Cause you see I’m on losing streak
    I can’t get no, oh no no no
    Hey hey hey, that’s what I say
    I can’t get no, I can’t get no
    I can’t get no satisfaction
    No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

    4)Sweet Jane by Cowboy Junkies-
    I don’t know why this song describes me…It’s not in the lyrics but in the melody so I can’t abandon it….It is the best love song ever written because it is haunting and completely encompasses what I suspect I desire in that alternate/secretive side of passion and as cold hearted and bitchy as I come across I melt when this song is on…

    Anyone who’s ever had a heart
    Wouldn’t turn around and break it
    and anyone who’s ever played a part
    Wouldn’t turn around and hate it
    Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
    Sweet, sweet Jane

    You’re waiting for Jimmy down in the alley
    Waiting there for him to come back home
    Waiting down on the corner
    and thinking of ways to get back home
    Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
    Sweet, sweet Jane

    Anyone who’s ever had a dream
    Anyone who’s ever played a part
    Anyone who’s ever been lonely
    and anyone who’s ever split apart
    Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
    Sweet, sweet Jane

    Heavenly widened roses
    seem to whisper to me when you smile
    Heavenly widened roses
    seem to whisper to me when you smile

    La la la la, la la la, etc…

    Sweet Jane
    Sweet, sweet Jane

    5) Little Miss Can’t Be wrong-Spin Doctors
    Once again…. Need I say More?!

    Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town
    Been a whole lot happier without her face around
    Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout,
    Nobody at the back door gonna throw my laundry out
    She hold the shotgun while you do-si-do
    She want one man made of hercules and cyrano
    Been a whole lot easier since the bitch is gone
    Little miss, little miss cant be wrong

    Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
    Aint nobody gonna bow no more when you sound your gong.
    Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong
    Whatcha gonna do to get into another one of these rock n roll
    Songs?

    Other peoples thoughts they aint your hand-me-downs
    Would it be so bad to simply turn around
    You cook so well, all nice and french
    You do you brain surgery too, with a monkey wrench

    Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong…

    I hope those cigarettes gonna make you cough
    Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off
    I take that back I hope your doing fine
    And if I had a dollar I might give you ninety-nine

    Little miss, little miss, little miss cant be wrong….

  5. billy Says:

    In looking into songs that best describe me it was a difficult chore. I struggled to think of 5. Contrary to popular belief, I’m a pretty complex person. I may appear layed back on the outside, but inside there is a constant struggle between good and evil. East Coast vs West Coast. Boxers vs Boxer Briefs. New Coke vs Coke Classic. Then, late last night it hit me. The best way to describe my complexity is through the greatest Rap Opera of all time. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present Trapped in the Closet.

    1. Chapter One

    7 o’clock in the morning and the rays from the sun wake me
    I’m stretching and yawning in a bed that don’t belong to me

    (It’s amazing how many times in my life I’ve actually stretched and yawned in a bed. Unfortunately it typically always belongs to me.)

    Then a voice yells “good morning darling” from the bathroom
    Then she comes out and kisses me and to my surprise she isn’t you
    Now I’ve got this dumb look on my face like “what have I done”?

    (I have this look often)

    How could I be so stupid to have been laid in to the morning sun
    Must have lost the track of time, oh what was on my mind?
    From the club went to her home, didn’t plan to stay that long

    Here I am quickly trying to put on my clothes
    Searching for my car keys trying to get on up out the door

    (I can never find my car keys)

    Then she stretched her hands in front of me
    Said “you can’t go this way” Looked at her like she was crazy
    Said “woman move out my way”

    (I too frequently have to tell the bitches to step off)

    I Said “I got a wife at home”
    She said “please don’t go out there”
    “Lady I’ve got to get home”
    She said her husband was coming from the stairs

    “Sh,Sh quiet, hurry up and get in the closet”
    She said “don’t you make a sound or some shit is going down

    I Said “why don’t I just go out the window”
    “yes, except for one thing, we’re on the 5th floor”

    (I used to work on the 5th floor)

    Think, think… “quick put me in the closet”
    And now I’m in this darkest closet trying to figure out
    Just how I’m gonna get my crazy ass out this house

    (I too have a crazy backside)

    And he walks in and yells “I’m home”
    She says “honey I’m in the room”
    He walks in there with a smile on his face saying “honey I’ve been missing you”
    She hops all over him and says “I’ve cooked and ran your bathwater”
    I’m telling you now this girl is so good she deserves an Oscar

    The girl’s in the bed he starts snatching her clothes off
    I’m in the closet like man, what the fuck is going on?

    (I ask myself at least once a day ‘what the f#@$ is going on?’)

    You’re not going to believe it but things get deeper as the story goes on
    Next thing you know a call comes through on my cell phone

    I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate

    (Like R Kelly, I too frequently leave my cell phone on during meetings and have to struggle through my pants’ pocket to hit the silent button.)

    But from the way he acted I could tell it was too late
    He hopped up and said “there’s a mystery going on and I’m going to solve it”

    (My money is on Colonel Mustard with a candlestick in the Library.)

    And I’m like “God please don’t let this man open his closet”
    He walks in the bathroom and looks behind the door
    She says “baby come back to bed”
    He says “say no more”
    He pulls back the shower curtain while she’s biting her nails
    Then he walks back to the room. Right now I’m sweating like hell

    (I am a heavy sweater. Even in the winter months.)

    Checks under the bed (bed)
    (I have a bed)

    then under the dresser (dresser)
    (I have a dresser)

    He looks at the closet (closet)
    I pull out my berretta (berretta)
    (I don’t have a beretta but have watched the TV show)

    He walks up to the closet (closet)
    He’s close up to the closet (closet)
    Now he’s at the closet (closet)
    Now he’s opening the closet (closet, closet, closet)

    (I walk up to and open a closet at least once a day)

    Trapped in the Closet Chapter 2

    Well now he’s staring at me like as if he was staring in the mirror
    She yells, “Honey let me explain”
    He says, “You don’t have to go no further”
    “I can clearly see what’s going on behind my back, in my bed, in my home”

    (Unfortunately I do not have eyes in the back of my head)

    Then I said, “wait a minute now hold on”
    I said, “Mister we can work this out”
    She said “honey don’t lose control”
    I tried to get him to calm down
    He said “oh I should have known
    That you would go and do some bogus shit up in my house

    (I too have used the word ‘bogus’ in daily conversation)

    But the Christian in me gave you the benefit of the doubt”
    I said “we need to resolve this”

    (I resolve problems on a daily basis)

    And he stepped to me I’m like “whoa
    There’s a reason I’m in this closet”
    He says “yeah? What are you talking clothes?”
    “I met this girl at the bodja club and she told me she didn’t have a man”
    Then he said “man please I’d kill you if you didn’t have that gun in your hand”

    (I use such logical reasoning on a daily basis. I truly feel I cannot whoop someone with a gun in their hand.)

    And then I said “but your chick chose me”
    He said “don’t give me that mack shit please”
    His phone goes off and then things get a little more interesting
    He steps a little closer I point my gun and say “I’m not the one you after”

    (R Kelly has grammer issues just like me)

    He says “something I bet you didn’t know my man… Did she tell you that I was a pastor?”
    I said “well good that’s better right? Why can’t we handle this Christian-like?”
    And I started to put the gun down until I saw his face still had a frown
    She started crying “saying “baby I’m sorry”
    Then he said “baby not as sorry as you’re gonna be”
    I started inching out
    He says “no I want you to see this”
    He said “I gotta get out this house, and not ‘til I reveal this secret”

    (I’ve had a secret before)

    I’m like “what is going on inside his head?”

    (I think this about most people I come into contact with on a daily basis)

    Then he takes his phone and calls someone up himself
    “Hello” (hello?)
    “Baby?” (aha)

    (I too have called someone dear to me ‘Baby’ ;)

    “Turn the car around” (what’s going on over there?)
    “Listen, I just need for you to get right back here now”
    He looks at me and says “well since we’re all coming out the closet

    (I’m a big fan of foreshadowing just like R)

    I’m not about to be the only one that’s broken-hearted”
    She said “what do you mean?”
    He said “just wait and see”
    I said “somebody better talk to me”
    And then his phone rings
    He picks up and somebody says “sweetheart I’m downstairs”
    And he’s like “I’ll buzz you up
    I’m on the 5th floor hurry take the stairs”

    (I used the stairs once in my old office building to go from the 1st to 5th floor)

    And I’m like “who is this mystery lady that you’re talking to?”
    And he says “in time you both will know the shocking truth
    Baby this is something I’ve been wanting to get off my chest for a long, long time”
    And I said “nigga I’m gonna shoot you both if you don’t say what’s on your mind”

    (I’ve thought of using this line before but don’t have the cohones)

    He said “wait I hear somebody coming up the stairs”
    And I’m looking at the door
    He says “I think you better sit down in the chair”

    (I’ve sat in many a chair. Big. Small. Leather. )

    I said “I’m gonna count to 4”
    “1…”
    he says “mister wait!”
    “2…”
    he says “please don’t shoot”
    “3…”
    “he says “don’t shoot me”
    “4…”

    (I too can count to 4. So can my 3 year old.)

    She screams

    (I’ve screamed before. The last time I screamed was when someone ate all the ice cream and put an empty container back in the freezer.)

    Then a knock on the door

    (I’ve knocked on a door.)

    The gun’s in my hand
    He opens the door
    I’ll be goddammned it’s a man
    (man… man… man…)

    (How ironic? Trapped in the closet. Coming out of the closet. Again, pure genius by Sir Kelly.)

    Chapter 3

    Here we are. The four of us…
    In total shock… Me and her.
    I closed my mouth and swallowed spit,

    (I’ve swallowed spit. I’ve even spit spit.)

    And I’m thinking to myself, “This is some deep shit!”
    And I said “So you’re gonna tell me he’s the one he’s been talking to?”

    (I’ve talked to a man on the phone before.)

    He says, “Yes”, I say, “No”, he says, “Yes”, I say, “No”, he says, “It’s the truth!”

    I said, “All of ya’ll ass is crazy, let me up out this door,
    Because this is way more than I bargained for”

    (I’ve been in situations where I felt over my head. But it usually doesn’t involve a gay pastor.)

    She says, “Wait, I’m sure we can all fix this”

    ( I have a toolbox.)

    Then I said, “I’m late, plus I ain’t gotta damn thing to do with this!”
    But then she said, “Wouldn’t you just like to know how it all began?”

    (I love a train wreck.)

    Then I thought to myself, and said, ‘Quick, you got three minutes’
    Then it got real quiet, I said, “Somebody start talking”

    She said, “My God, Rufus! I’ve got just one question,
    how could you do something like this? I’m so hurt!”
    He looked at her and said, “Bitch please, you’ve got your nerves

    (I have nerves running thoughout my body. They’re pretty cool.)

    With all your club hoppin’, lyin’ when you said you was shoppin’.
    And now here you are in our home, and you’re callin’ me wrong.”

    “Okay you busted me! And that much I agree, you caught me cheatinggg!
    But this is a little extreme!”

    He said, “You are my wife sleeping behind my back.
    And now I come home and you got him in the closet, how extreme is that?!”
    And she said, “But she’s a he!”
    And he said, “Please, you can’t judge me”

    (I firmly believe we can’t judge others on who they want to be with. We’ve all got needs.)

    She said, “But this is crazy!”
    And I said, “Stop arguing!
    I did not stay here to hear you chew each other out,
    So get to the point, or I swear I’m out!”

    (I’ve left a room before.)

    “Excuse me, please, but I think I can explain what’s going on in here.
    My name is Chuck and I been knowing Rufus about a year,
    At midnight creeping around there not staying around to standing living in hell, sleepin in and out of hotels…”

    (I’ve slept in a hotel before. Probably not the same kind as Rufus & Chuck, but close.)

    I said, “Brother, spare the details!”
    Then Rufus said, “Chuck, please! Don’t say nothing else!”
    Then she screams, “Rufus you son of a bitch,”
    He says, “Cathy, go to hell!”

    (I have a sister named Cathy.)

    I said, “I thought you said your name was Mary, that what you said at the party.
    Man this is gettin scary imma shoot somebody!”

    (I too make up words and forget proper punctuation at stressful times.)

    Then Rufus start yelling and screaming saying, “Cathy, this is all your fault!”
    She throws a pillow at him and says, “You were creeping too, the only difference is you didn’t get caught!”
    Chuck screamed out, “We’re in love!”

    (I’m in love.)

    Cathy says, “Love my ass!”

    (I’m a big fan of ass.)

    Rufus said thei’re getting married then I shoot one in the air!

    I said, “Not annother one of you sons of bitches say a word!

    (He used ’sons of bitches’. I’ve said that too.)

    Cuz all this shit I’m goin thru is unheard!”
    I grabbed my cellular

    (I have a cellular.)

    I said, “This is so wrong,”
    I call up my home,
    And a man picks up the phone phone phone phone…..

    (I have a phone at my house. I called one day and my dad answered. Freaked me out.)

    Chapter 4

    Now I’m dashin home
    Doin 85

    (I’ve driven 85 before. I actually hit a deer one time going 80mph. Needless to say the deer didn’t make it.)

    Swervin lane to lane
    Wit fire in my eyes

    (Cooking on a grill once the fire flared up and singed my eyebrows.)

    I got a million thoughts
    Runnin through my mind
    I’m thinkin about what imma do and who I’m gonna do it to when I get home

    (I too am a fan of run-on sentences.)

    How could I have been so blind
    And then I look in my rear view
    I cannot believe this
    (Whoo whoo whoo)
    Damn, here comes a police man
    He drove right up on me and flashed his light
    Then I pulled over without thinkin twice
    He hopped out the car and walked over to me
    And said license and registration please

    (I’ve been pulled over and showed my license and registration. He thought I was swerving. I’m just a crappy driver.)

    I looked up at him and said
    Officer, is there somethin wrong
    He said no, except you were were doin 85 in a 60 mile zone
    Then I said officer
    Let me explain please
    Ya see the truth of the matter is
    Is that I have an emergency

    (I had an emergency appendectomy in February.)

    He said no excuses

    (I hate excuses. Just because you have an excuse doesn’t change the situation or your failure to do what you were supposed to do.)

    And no exception
    I said this is some bull…as he gave me the ticket
    Said have a nice day and walked away
    I said yeah right and drove away
    Then I turned my radio on

    (I turn my radio on every day when in my car.)

    And did 70 all the way home
    I pulled up in the driveway
    Hopped out and slammed the car door
    Then go in through the back
    Bust up in the house and she screamin
    Whats all that for
    Then I’m like woman I called this house
    And a man picked up my phone
    Then she said calm down
    Did you forget
    My brother Twan came home
    Oh…

    (I too have had egg on my face.)

    And thats all I could say was oh
    Wit a stupid look on my face
    Said I forgot he came home today
    And she said thats okay
    Because honey I understand
    She said you don’t have to explain
    Then I took her by the hand
    I kissed her and then we went to the room
    Then I turned some music on
    Apologized one more time
    Then went down and start gettin it on

    (I have gotten it on a couple of times.)

    And she started bitin her lip

    (I’ve bitten my lip before. The worse is when it then turns into an ulcer and you keep biting the same place over and over and over.)

    Grabbing me and makin noise
    Now we makin love and she’s my ear whisperin
    It’s all yours
    I said I love you
    And she said I love ya, too
    Then a tear fell up out my eye
    Then I called her my sunshine
    And then she looked at me
    And said baby go deeper please

    (That’s what she said. Oh, right. She did say that.)

    And thats when I start goin crazy
    Like I was tryin to give her a baby
    The room feel like its spinnin
    We keep turnin and turnin
    As if we were in a whirlwind
    The way our toes are curlin
    The next thing ya know, she starts goin real wild
    And starts screamin my name

    (Unfortunately, here is a situation where R and I differ.)

    Then I said baby, we must slow down
    Before I bust a vessel in my brain
    And she said please no don’t stop
    And I said I caught a cramp

    (I have experienced many a cramp. I truly feel the worst is a calf cramp that wakes you up in the middle of the night. Whoa Nelly!)

    And she said please keep on goin
    I said my leg is about to crack

    (I’ve broken my Right fibula 4 times.)

    Then she cries out
    Oh my goodness, I’m about to climax

    (Again, another scenario where R and I differ.)

    And I said cool
    Climax
    Just let go of my leg
    She says you’re the perfect lover
    I said I can’t go no futher
    Then I flip back the cover
    Oh my God, a rubber…

    (I have used a propho. The best rubber story I have is my friend finding out the hard way he was allergic to latex. His genitals were swollen for weeks.)

    Chapter 5

    And now I’m like
    well, well, well, what the fuck is this

    (I too enjoy the plethora of uses for the word ‘fuck’ ;)

    a condom in my bed
    you better start talking bitch
    fore I take a match and burn this motherfucker down

    (The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire. We don’t need no water let the mother f#$@%$# burn)

    I said you better start talking and start talking right Goddamn now
    then she said baby I’m so speechless
    then I said my baby you gonna be breathless
    if you don’t start talking quick
    woman I’m gonna have a fit
    you don’t know what you fucking with
    girl you better cut the bull shit
    now its obvious somebody has been all up in my home
    in my bed plus I smell cigarettes

    (I generally hate the smell of cigarettes in a home or car. Every once in a while I do need a second hand smoke hit. I became addicted hanging out in the lobby of Mallet.)

    now I’m sniffing and looking around
    suspicious like someone’s here
    then I looked in her eyes and in her eyes there was so much fear
    pull out my gun and says is he still here
    she shook her head and said no
    I’m checking behind every door
    she cried out he left right after you called

    I said what the fuck was you thinking
    thought that I wouldn’t find this out
    then I said you must be crazy or
    on crack to have somebody up in my motherfucking house

    (At times peoples’ actions make me wonder it they are on drugs. Especially those people who like to urinate on underage middle school girls and make a tape of it. Sorry R. Just keeping it real.)

    she hopped up and said that’s enough
    she said I can’t take no more
    and then she said you’ve made your point
    but now it’s time to even the score
    she said I know all about last night
    and where you went when you left the club
    said that’s right nigga I was there

    (Awe snap!)

    with this guy in the back of the club
    I said I thought you was with your girls
    she said I thought you was with you guys
    she said you was at that bitches house
    and don’t you even try to act surprised

    (I’ve been suprise before. Never at a surprise party. I’m not much on those. But certain situations have surprised me in the past.)

    I said babe she said shut up

    (I’ve said shut up.)

    don’t you say a word
    it ain’t nothing you can say
    that I ain’t already heard
    then I said woman don’t you try to turn it all around
    cause the fact still remains that someone else was in my house
    then she said youre right about that
    something did go down
    but I don’t have to turn it around
    cause what goes around comes back around

    (It is the circle of life.)

    I’m moving a little closer to her
    she’s tripping over the furniture
    she said wait precious let me explain
    I said no need to just give me his name
    and then she says uh un
    I say uh what
    she says please sit down in the chair
    and I say no I’m standing up

    (I prefer to stand over sit any day.)

    and then she cries out I’m so scare to tell
    you because of what you might do
    and I scream now look girl you better give me this man’s name
    and I’m not playing with you
    she says ok wipes her nose then asks me about a girl name tina

    (Due to my allergies I wipe my nose often. I prefer the tissues with lotion. They help protect my nose from getting raw.)

    I thought to myself says it sounds familiar
    then said that’ll I probably know her if I seen her
    and then I said any way girl what the hell has that got to do
    with this man
    she said you know my girl roxanne
    I said who the hell is roxanne
    then she says roxanne’s a friend of mine
    who knows this guy name Chuck
    Chuck’s cool with this guy named Rufus
    and I’m sitting there like what the fuck

    (Chuck, Chuck, Bo Buck. Bananna, Fanna, Fo F@#$@.)

    then she says Rufus wife Cathy
    we both went to high school
    she introduced me to the policeman that stopped you

    (My life isn’t quite this complicated but it is amazing how many similarities I have with R Kelly.)

  6. onewandering Says:

    1. 311 “Amber” — Because it’s my NAME, beotch!

    Lyrics: http://www.lyrics007.com/311%20Lyrics/Amber%20Lyrics.html

    2. Donovan “Jennifer Juniper” — Again, because it’s my NAME! LOL And, my mom used to wake me up by singing it.

    Lyrics: http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/jennifer.htm

    3. Sugarland “Settlin’” — because I am not going to settle, ever again, for something not worth my time.

    Lyrics: http://www.elyrics.net/read/s/sugarland-lyrics/settlin_-lyrics.html

    4. Ani DiFranco “32 Flavors” — squint your eyes and look closer, I am more than I first appear to be.

    Lyrics: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/ani-difranco-lyrics/32-flavors-lyrics.html

    5. Alanis Morissette “So-Called Chaos” — because truly, I yearn to break from my to-do lists and things I have to do, if for nothing but to explore my freedom and this world we live in.

    Lyrics: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/alanis-morissette-lyrics/so,,Called-chaos-lyrics.html

  7. bess Says:

    I don’t know if these videos will show up, but at least the song titles and band names are accurate . that alone is a big accomplishment for me because i generally fail at connecting artist and track.

    The lyrics to some of these songs don’t necessarily apply to me so much as their mood does.

    1. Tegan and Sara’s “Dark Come Soon” –

    1. b) Tegan and Sara’s “Back In Your Head” -

    2. Ryan Adam’s “Come Pick Me Up” –

    3. Patty Griffin’s “Useless Desires” -

    4. Tori Amos’s “Tear In Your Hand” –

    Ok, fuck this video, but it’s the best audio of the song I could find.

    5. Handsome Family’s “Drunk By Noon” -

    If none of these videos work, I might come back later and just post the links.

  8. bess Says:

    Right. So, here we go:

    1. Tegan and Sara’s “Dark Come Soon” -
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tD3Vro2gs1Q

    1.b) Tegan and Sara’s “Back In Your Head” -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7nsnnf7cZg

    2. Ryan Adam’s “Come Pick Me Up” –
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kM0mjukDGRw

    3. Patty Griffin’s “Useless Desires” -
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKT5kytIpxU

    4. Tori Amos’s “Tear In Your Hand” –
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6rjxZ46QTY

    5. Handsome Family’s “Drunk By Noon” -

  9. Jason L. Says:

    Don’t Bring Me Down – ELO

    Good Man – Josh Ritter

    You’re So Vain – Carly Simon (This song IS about me)

    Big Pimpin’ – The Jigga Man, Jay Hova

    You Shook Me All Night Long – AC/DC


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