Ethylene

[Problem Child]

Ethylene
Ethylene

I'm sitting on the toilet
With my sunglasses on
Wondering what you are up to
This hotel's got bathroom telephones
But I don't want to interrupt you
You might be painting your nails
With your hot curlers on
Each one a different color
Or listening to that Beach Boys sailing song
Sloop John B or another

CHORUS:
Ethylene, my Ethylene
My love for you is just obscene
My deer you dress
My fish you clean
But you are nowhere to be seen
My Ethylene

Well you could bag your limit
With a bow and arrow
Yeah you could skin a cougar in the dark
Well I thought we were walking
Down the straight and narrow
How'd we ever drift so far apart

I took my eighteen wheels
On this road to nowhere
And you disappeared right up in the hills
Like smoke up a chimney
Girl, I go there
Yeah in my dreams I visit you still

REPEAT CHORUS

Now some men will drive
To the edges of nothing
So they can take a peak at the great abyss
Some men avoid love
Like it was a plague or something
So they can leave the seat down
When they piss

I miss that crocheted thing
You kept on the Kleenex box
I miss my feet
On your cold linoleum floor
Sippin hot coffee
After makin love till daybreak
Well Ethylene a fool would ask for more

REPEAT CHORUS
REPEAT CHORUS

My Ethylene, my Ethylene, my Ethylene


-John Hiatt

 

[lavender]

 

[Bastet]

what.. the... hell?

 

[Mensa]

Look at the time!

Damn, it's late!!

 

[Problem Child]

Wrote It Down And Burned It

There's a dead girl's body
By the railroad track
She's waiting for a train
Jimmy left town like a fade to black
In his Camero in the rain

She wrote it down and burned it
Jimmy loves who knows who
Well he wasn't from around this town
And mister neither are you

She was listening into that Monon line
For the Wabash Cannonball
Put your head on the rail
And you can hear her whine
Just like a caterwaul

She wrote it down and burned it
She clutched it flaming to her chest
It said Jimmy loves cars
And Jimmy loves trains
Ah but Jimmy, Jimmy loves me best

There's a dead girl's body
By the railroad track
Waiting for a train
Well I guess Jimmy never did come back
In his Camaro in the rain

She wrote it down and burned it
Yeah the only way I know
You could still read some words
In the ashes there
But she could not watch him go

She wrote it down and burned it

John Hiatt

 

[lavender]

 

[Siren]

Why it is John Hyatt lyrics nite on literotica

 

[Weevil]

Do you know why Kansas State always plays the Wabash Cannonball? It's quite an interesting story.

They're a bunch of HillBillys????????

Do tell

 

[Problem Child]

Re: Why it is John Waitt lyrics nite on literotica

Lets all sit around the campfire and listen to some
real depressing John Waitt songs in that god awful
too many cigarettes and booze living in hotel rooms
voice of his.


All together now....

It's Hiatt, not Waitt you silly twit.

 

[Siren]

I know....

 

[lavender]

.

 

[Weevil]

Well, then miss "I know everything about College Football" who do you like next year??

 

[lavender]