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Sweet summer night and I’m stripped to my sheets
Forehead is leaking, my AC squeaks
And a voice from the clock says, “You’re not gonna get tired”
My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire
Soak my head in the sink for a while
Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but
My bones have to move and my skin’s gotta breathe
You pick up the phone and I’m so relieved
You slide down your stairs to the heated street
And the sun has left us with slippery feet
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
And be here with you, we’re going…
It doesn’t really matter, I’ll go where you feel
Hunt for the breeze, get a midnight meal
I point in the windows, you point out the parks
Rip off your sleeves and I’ll ditch my socks
We’ll dance to the songs from the cars as they pass
Weave through the cardboard, smell that trash
Walking around in our summertime clothes
Nowhere to go, well our bodies glow
And we’ll greet the dawn in its morning blues
With purple yawn, you’ll be sleeping soon
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
When the sun goes down, we’ll go out again
Don’t cool off, I like your walk..
Let’s leave the sound of the heat for the sound of the rain
It’s easy to sleep when it wets my brain
It covers my rest with a saccharine sheen
Kissing the wind through my window screen
The restlessness causes that I cannot hide
So much on my mind that it spills outside
Do you want to go stroll down the financial street?
Our clothes might get soaked, but the buildings sleep
And there’s no one pushing for a place
Meander at an easy pace
And I want to walk around with you
And I want to walk around with you
I want to walk around with you
Just you, just you, just you.
The Ides of July? Time for you to post…nice to “see” you…
are you kidding? you’ve been MIA for a month and THIS is what we get? puh-leeze.
Methinks you have been listening to the upstairs neighbor too long 🙂
‘Tis a bit weird
I was thinking more along the lines of the following song
Well I’m a-gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler
Da da da da Da da da da
About workin’ all summer just to try an’ earn a dollar
Da da da da Da da da da
Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do
‘Cause there ain’t no cure for the summertime clothes
Thank you MTAE. I have been thinking of going from the Daily Dish to the Monthly Dish for some time now..
HAHAHHAHAH!! Oh Nat. I knew this was coming. I envisioned your incredulous PUH-LEASE as I hit the publish button. And here it is. Yay!
Dearest Connie, your words simply could not be truer. This apartment experience & its accompanying lack of sleep is a TEST OF WILLS. Fortunately I have not yet given into my homicidal urges to firehose Humpers out the 3rd flr window. But there are still 2 mos on our lease, and we have yet to secure a new home. Wish me luck.
Tony – you ROCK. Thank you for this morning’s first laugh!
That is cance-tacular!
Dance! Dance-tacular!
HEYYA HAYDEN!! No worries; I knew exactly what you meant. [PS: So glad you didn’t say test-ticular..That video is WACKY.] LOVE YA!