Wednesday, February 11, 2009

With Apologies to Joan Jett (and her fans)

Right now she's the sweetest girl you've ever seen
I can't believe Bugaboo is seventeen.
Our list of kids is long.
But she's our favorite one.
And I can tell it won't be long
Till she will leave me, yeah me.
And I can tell it won't be long
Till she will leave me, yeah me, singin'

I'm on birth control.
I'll put another nail in your coffin, Mommy.
I'm out on parole.
Come and waste your time and lecture me.
OW!

She smiles so sweet and flips her golden mane
My room don't matter she says
Cuz its always the same
She said though I'm never home
You can call my phone

And next she's movin' on
Without me, yeah me
Next she's movin' on
Without me, yeah me, singin'

I just smoked a bowl
Got a dime bag in my sock drawer, Mommy
I just sold my soul
So go and waste your time and pray for me.
OW!

I'll say I'm takin' you home
Your care-free days are blown

No more movin' on
Livin' back with me, yeah me
And she won't be movin' on
But singin' a brand new song
Yeah, with me, singin'

I walked a rocky road
Got put in my place real quick by Mommy
A debt to her is owed
Please come and take a chance and rescue me.




2 comments:

Maggie May said...

oh no! this is sad and funny and awful at the same time. i am the mom of three (oldest is 14) and i hear the distant waves....

glad i found your blog.

bernthis said...

that goes a long way in describing my high school years. NOw, I'm a total brown nosing nerd