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Liz
You know how people
have these little habits
That get you down. Like Bernie.
Bernie like to chew gum.
No, not chew. POP.
So I came home this one day
And I am really irritated, and I'm
looking for a bit of sympathy
and there's Bernie layin'
on the couch, drinkin' a beer
and chewin'. No, not chewin'.
Poppin'. So, I said to him,
I said, "you pop that
gum one more time..."
and he did.
So I took the shotgun off the wall
and I fired two warning shots...
...into his head.


Annie
I met Ezekiel Young from
Salt Lake city about two years ago
and he told me he was single
and we hit it off right away.
So, we started living together.
He'd go to work, he'd come home, I'd
fix him a drink, We'd have dinner.
And then I found out,
"Single" he told me?
Single, my ass. Not only
was he married
...oh, no, he had six wives.
One of those Mormons, you know. So that
night, when he came home, I fixed him
his drink as usual.
You know, some guys just can't hold
their arsenic.


June
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen
carvin' up the chicken for dinner,
minding my own business,
and in storms my husband Wilbur,
in a jealous rage.
"You been screwin' the milkman,"
he says. He was crazy
and he kept screamin',
"you been screwin the milkman."
And then he ran into my knife.
He ran into my knife ten times.."


Velma
My sister, Veronica and
I had this double act
and my husband, Charlie,
traveled around with us.
Now, for the last number in
our act, we did 20 acrobatic tricks
one two three four,five...splits, spread eagles,
back flips,flip flops,
one right after the other.
Well, this one night we were in the hotel Cicero,
the three of us,
boozin' and
havin' a few laughs
when we run out of ice.
So I went out to get some.
I come back, open the door
and there's Veronica and
Charlie doing Number Seventeen-
the spread eagle.
Well, I was in such a state of shock,
I completely blacked out.I can't remember a thing.
It wasn't until later,
when I was washing the blood off my hands
I even knew they were dead.


Mona
I loved Alvin Lipschitz
more than I can possibly say.
He was a real artistic guy...
sensitive... a painter.
But
He was always trying
to find himself.
He'd go out every night
looking for himself
and on the way
he found Ruth,
Gladys,
Rosemary and Irving.
I guess you can say we broke
up because of artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive
and I saw him dead.


I didn't do it
But if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?



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Pop..

Six..

Squish..

Uh Uh..

Cicero..

Lipschitz..

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Комментарии (6):
ruslan_magomedov 20-01-2009-08:46 удалить
а знаешь почему комментариев нет?!
потому что никто ни черта не понял!!!)))
переведи тогда может быть кто-то сможет разделить твой восторг)))
loco_amore 20-01-2009-10:56 удалить
Ответ на комментарий ruslan_magomedov # я люблю эту песню на английском, писала для себя, переводить не буду. еще вопросы?
ruslan_magomedov 20-01-2009-12:25 удалить
ой.. а я что, что-то не то сказал?!...
ну извини конечно... если пишешь для себя в следующий раз поставь запрет на комментарии что-ли... ну чтоб хотя бы не так грубо... как-то... я не знаю прямо...
loco_amore 20-01-2009-12:27 удалить
Ответ на комментарий ruslan_magomedov # прекрати уже! чем я тебе не угодила, что такие комментарии оставляешь? не нравится - не читай.
ruslan_magomedov 20-01-2009-12:31 удалить
о господи... ладно ... утро вечера мудренее. завтра пообщаемся!)
пока!)
loco_amore 20-01-2009-12:37 удалить
Ответ на комментарий ruslan_magomedov # bye


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