Wednesday, November 28, 2007

With her killer graces and her secret places that no boy can fill
With her hands on her hips, oh, and that smile on her lips because she knows that it kills me
With her soft French cream, standing in that doorway like a dream, I wish she'd just leave me alone
Because French cream won't soften them boots and French kisses will not break that heart of stone
With her long hair falling and her eyes that shine like a midnight sun
she's the one

That thunder in your heart at night when you're kneeling in the dark, it say's you're never gonna leave her
But there's this angel in her eyes that tells such desperate lies, and all you want to do is believe her
And tonight you'll try just one more time to leave it all behind and to break on through
Oh, she can take you, but if she wants to break you, she's gonna find out that ain't so easy to do
And no matter where you sleep tonight or how far you run
She's the one

Oh oh, and just one kiss, she's fill them long summer nights with her tenderness
That secret pact you made, back when her love could save you from the bitterness


Trashman said...

I feel your pain brother.

Alexis said...

very nice.
i feel like it describes me well...

Irish said...

Thank the Boss. Apparently he knew you were coming all the way back in 1975.

I never saw lyrics more appropriate for one woman in my fucking life.

Anonymous said...

who is this about?..And who is Alexis? I don't know if this is a weird coincidence or what, but I didn't write that comment..Obviously, neither one of those questions needs answers..Just thinking about loud, I guess. On a side note, I hope you are doing well Steve..

Irish said...

Ha. Well then, talk about Irony, because I thought that was you writing that.

And if it wasn't you, then I have to say that this quote applies: "I, like God, do not play with dice and I don't believe in coincidences."

You know exactly who that was about.

Irish said...

She even used your tendency to use ellipses. Very nice, whomever you are, Alexis.

Emulating a ghost is tough work...

Alexis said...

haha. awesome. i have no idea whats going on, but i like it.

im guessing im stirring up some old girl trouble or something. great...

just to clear it up for you, i have no idea how i found your blog. google found it for me. so steve, i have no idea who you are.

but i am enjoying this so far. . .

Irish said...

No no. No old trouble... current trouble I guess.

Your comment was just severely ironic in a multitude of ways. No problems.

Keep reading Alexis. And then give my stuff to a publisher. I'm tired of working.

Alexis said...

hahaha. meeeee tooooo.

and i would love to become a blog regular. :)