She’s Datin’ a Bad Boy

Her grades began to slip
from A’s & B’s to C’s & D’s
Her current choice of schoolboy
won’t give her fond memories
He’s been makin’ her feel guilty
He don’t respect her one bit
He’s a cocky lil’ sumbitch
Born to end up a misfit

She’s datin’ a bad boy
Oh, he’s not gonna be Mister Right
Ah, but she don’t know any different
so she loves him with all her might
She’s datin’ a greaseball
And he knows she’s outta his league
Cause he can’t help bein’ a bad boy
and she can’t help bein’ intrigued

Up nightly on her phone
maybe one day she’ll learn
Instead of taking care of her
He’ll go and never return
Maybe they’ll end up with a baby
and another one on the way
Then he’ll pick a fight & take off
but she’ll be wishin’ he’d stay

She’s datin’ a bad boy
Oh, he’s never gonna be “The One”
You can see it right in his icy eyes
He’ll eventually cut and run
She’s datin’ a scumbag
And he knows he don’t deserve her
Cause he can’t help bein’ a runner
They could be like her Mom & I were…

Bridge:
Maybe she thinks he’s a fixer-upper
Maybe he’ll change his reckless ways
Maybe she knows he’s just actin’ out
and he’s just goin’ through a phase
They could get thru all the hardships
Maybe they’ll learn from their mistakes
Guess I should just be there for her
Just in case her young heart breaks

She’s growin’ up and can date him
It’s not worth a damaging fight
Who am I to meddle with the little man
He’s someone like me who holds her tight
Maybe under all that stuff he wears
right down to the familiar Converse shoes
He’s no crazy tattooed biker dude
and I’m pickin’ up on all the wrong clues

She’s told me to stay out of it
so that’s what I’m gonna do
This bad boy turned Dad of hers knows
he’s got a lot to live up to

This bad boy turned Dad of hers knows
the inner pain that kid is goin’ through

She’s datin’ a bad boy…

October 6, 2018

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Parents’ Home Date

The popcorn’s made, it’s in a white plastic bowl
It’s a home date, he’s gotta keep it under control
He’s gotta show her he cares, but stay kinda cool
but she’s already changed into a suit for the pool
He picked out a movie, she wants to go swimmin’
She’s flirty like a lot of older attractive women
He wonders if he’s too square ‘n he’s not her style
But somethin’ sparks inside him when she smiles

Her parents are out of town, it’s the perfect chance
for her to see if this guy is up for a horizontal dance
He knows a gentleman would likely take a stance
that he should focus on love, not a fast romance

He says he cares for her, he wants to take it slow
She says she’s in love with him ‘n lets him know
She’s not gonna bite him, or hurt his eager heart
Yet it’s not like they promised ’til death do they part
and he says OK, he changed into his tight swimsuit
In the meantime, she references a bamboo flute
He’s nervous as hell, ’cause her game is on fleek
Her arms are around his neck ‘n she kisses his cheek

Her lips are crimson ‘n soft now as they’re kissing hard
They’re getting hot ‘n heavy, maybe going too far
She’s really excited, purrin’ like a sports car
Lickin’ his chest ‘n neck, like he’s her ice cream bar

It kinda scares him a little, she’s so forward ‘n fun
She’s really experienced, yet he’s the chosen one
She could be with anyone, she’s the foxy kind
‘n he’s telling himself inside she’s out of her mind
Then they hear a familiar car pull up in the drive
It’s the scariest moment he’s had in his teenage life
But he isn’t stopping ‘n neither will she
It’s over before they know it ‘n they’re home free

They opened the front door, he went out the back gate
They say she should come inside, it’s getting so late
He texts her a message, he’ll pick her up around eight
‘n she’s thinking she’s found her long-lasting soulmate

She’s thinking she’s found
her long-lasting soulmate
on their passionate,
not so innocent,
sexy, fun-filled,
secret parents’ home date

September 18, 2018

Her Happy Place

When she’s had a hard day
When she can’t even speak
When she’s running on empty
So depressed, afraid and weak
It’s right there on her face
I offer her a warm embrace
And become her happy place

And when she wants to talk
She really needs to vent
Maybe it’s work or the kids
That’s caused her to be bent
I don’t go down our staircase
Or mess around in cyberspace
I become her happy place

I hold her tight
I say it’ll be all right
When she cries
I don’t criticize
I recognize
Her deep need
To be understood
I look into her eyes
And improvise
Words to catalyze
I empathize
And she smiles
Says I smell good

When it’s our bedtime
And our kids are asleep
And she looks over to me
But there’s not a peep
It’s right there on her face
Blessing me with her grace
Bein’ my happy place

Then I hold her tight
Out goes the light
And she reminds
me I’m her prize
Out of all the guys
Nothing materialized
But the one she
Wasn’t sure would
And I smile inside
With silent pride
Knowing she’s satisfied
Cause she’ll confide
And I’m her guide
She says that she’s
Struggled with motherhood

It’s right there on her face
She’s blessed me with her grace
I know I’m not off base when say
We’re each other’s happy place
We’re each other’s happy place

September 1, 2018

Mama He’s Not Right

Well, I got off early from my dead end job
And I headed to my girl’s parents’ place
And they didn’t hear me let myself in
I heard her sister state her case

Saying,
Mama, he’s not right
Something’s wrong with that guy
I heard he gets drunk and high
Don’t you turn a blind eye
Don’t let her out of the house tonight
Mama he may be polite
But I’ve heard sis and him fight
His beater car is a pigsty
I think he only has a clip on tie
Ohhhh, Mama, he’s not right

So I quietly let myself out
And I went to the local pub
It was Thirsty Thursday
I was ready for beers n grub

Sure enough, there she was
My girl and some biker dude
She said “Oh he’s just a friend”
And “You’ve ruined my mood”

And I said
Baby, he’s not right
Something’s wrong with that guy
He’s already drunk and high
He’s givin’ me the stink eye
Don’t go home with him tonight
Baby, he don’t look polite
And he sure wants to fight
His home is likely a pigsty
He likely don’t own a tie
Ohhhh baby, he’s not right

Then I found myself in a big pickle
One that forever changed my life
I was gonna have to alter things
If I was gonna attract a potential wife

So she’d say
Mama, he’s just so right
He’s a bit flawed but good guy
He doesn’t get drunk or high
In fact he has an artistic eye
And she’d be home every night
We’d make up after each fight
Even if our place was a pigsty
And I had a few nice ties
I’m sick of them sayin’
That I ain’t right

I wanna be that good man
Whose wife is hugging tight
And when we’re under the sheets
We’d explode like fireworks & dynomite

And she’ll say
Mama, you’re wrong,
For me, he’s very, very right.

August 15, 2018

Cooler By The Lake

She just got back to school that week
She was in her third year at Wesleyan
It wasn’t as easy as school used to be
So she wasn’t having as much fun
Ran into her old flame at the Pub II
He was distant and didn’t talk a lot
But when she closed her eyes
She instantly fantasized
About the days when her ex was hot

He was cooler by the lake
They’d go out there ‘n mess around
To her it was more than a summer fling
She thought it was true love she found
And when he said they were over
She thought they’d still be friends
But knew now he was filled with lies
She was clear on her big mistake
He turned out like all those guys
Who acted cooler by the lake

So she tried to date all kinds of ways
Even though her homework was hard
She met a senior on one of her dates
She thought he was kind of a card
He was not into the whole frat scene
He liked fishin’ up at Lake Bloomington
And when he brought her
As he eagerly taught her
She wasn’t sure he was the one

’cause
He was cooler by the lake
He knew how to use his rod & reel
He used the bait on his hook that day
She didn’t know what to feel
Was this the prediction of their fate?
After all, her heart was at stake
She was in a suspicious state
’cause was cooler by the lake

It was hotter than Hades in Chi-Town
They were home during Spring Break
They decided to take a bus Downtown
Suddenly she got a raging headache
He had an idea that might help her
Not chocolate cake
Or her favorite shake
She giggled when he said to her
it’s always cooler by the lake

Oh, that day they were
both cooler by the lake
Oh, that day they were
both cooler by the lake

Cooler by the lake
Cooler by the lake
Cooler by the lake
Cooler by the lake

August 10, 2018

Home Cooked Chow

We’ve been out on that road
for what it seems like, years
Singin’ songs for all you people
Makin’ you laugh and cry tears
We’ve seen a lot of blacktops
and highways across this great land
But there’s been something missin’
to myself and this here band

Home cooked chow
Is what we’ve been dreamin’ about
for breakfast lunch ‘n dinner
We’re tired of all the takeout
We’ve gotta tour to make that money
But we’ve gotta get back somehow
to our homes in the dirty South
to munch down on home cooked chow

Fresh roasted coffee in a mug
with lots of sugar and cream
Pancakes, syrup and sausage
with burnt toast is a dream
Made by people who love us
when we’re not playin’ on stage
Not random fans wantin’ pictures
or a autographed CD booklet page

Home cooked chow
Is what we’ve been dreamin’ about
for breakfast lunch ‘n dinner
We’re tired of all the takeout
We’ve gotta tour to make that money
But we’ve gotta get back somehow
to our homes in the dirty South
to munch down on home cooked chow

Nothin’ against all y’all out there
We’re grateful for what we get to do
We’re enjoyin’ this tour so much
Playin’ this homegrown music for you
But you’ve gotta understand us
We’ve been out on the road so long
We’re missin’ our Southern honeys
That’s why we wrote this song

About that home cooked chow
The truck stop diners just can’t beat
Even the fanciest places out there
don’t have that delicious deer camp meat
Whether it’s biscuits and gravy
or meals that melt in your mouth
Down at our cabins in the Dirty South
We’ve gotta get there soon ya’ll
to have some yummy home cooked chow

Oh, we can’t wait to devour
all that comfort food –
that home cooked chow
that home cooked chow
that home cooked chow.

August 1, 2018

The Proposal Song

I don’t want to love someone out of spite
I just wanna be yours, your only Mr. Right
I wanna love you dear with all of my might,
Oh, I just wanna be your man, your Mr. Right

There you are, coming up with excuses again
Sayin’ you only can be my closest friend
You don’t wanna be more than a one night stand
You just wanna cuddle and hold my hand

Well I don’t wanna get in a dishonest fight
I just wanna be the last one to say goodnight
I wantcha to know that I won’t ever bite
I gotta be the one who’s gonna hold you tight

Through every little problem that you face
In situations where you feel out of place
Though every heartbreaking family tragedy
The one I hope you’ll always count on is me

I swear I’ll do anything to make you mine
You’ll be my eternal and special Valentine
In darkness you feel, I wanna be your light
Cause you deserve the one who’s Mr. Right

And why do I think, my dear that man is me?
Oh sweetie, review our complete history
At first it seemed like such a crazy mystery
But now it’s only you, honey, that I see

If you were Mrs. Wrong, by now I’d know
I’d quit and enter another romantic rodeo
I’d end up being some woman’s Mr. Right Now
So darlin’, you’ll have to show me how

To prove to you I’m not like those other guys
Who turned you from naive to bitterly wise
It took me me years of thinkin’ every night
That it’s clear to me I’m your only Mr. Right

You’ve gotta know in your soul,
It’s a thing you cannot control
I’m your you’re destiny, your fate
I know I’m a few years late
But now I’m enlightened by foresight
The whole reason for this song
Was to tell you they’re all wrong
And we are meant to be
I’m your only Mr. Right
And I’m here to set you free

You’re my one and only Mrs. Right
I’m asking you, my dear, to marry me

July 11, 2018