Adult Themes, Americana, Blues, Inspired by People, Love, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Piano Song, Relationships, Wistful, Women, Young Love

Not So Wise

She’s as hot as biscuits on Sunday mornin’
but she can be colder than a witches tit
And when I put my right hand in her left one
It feels like a worn-in leather baseball mitt

And when I look into those turquoise eyes
There’s a whole world in there to explore
Just when I think I’ve got her figured out
She does somethin’ she’s never done before

Chorus:
Her heart isn’t an open book
I’ve had to turn every single page
She keeps her delicate issues
tucked away in a rusty cage
She threw the key to it into the ocean
that’s inside every tear she cries
And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

She can be as stubborn as a donkey on a trail
or as easygoing as a surfer girl on a beach
And when her soft wet lips are touchin’ mine
Everything I’ll ever need’s in my reach

And when she whispers the sweet words
I’ve been waiting all of my life to hear
What I’ve been quietly feelin’ in my soul
becomes so obvious, so crystal clear

Chorus:
Yet her heart isn’t an open book
I’ve had to turn every single page
She keeps a lot hidden inside
tucked away in a rusty cage
She threw the key to it into the ocean
that’s inside every tear she cries
And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

And just when I think I really know her
I realize I’m not so wise

November 4, 2018

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Adult Themes, Autobiographical, Creativity Themes, Folk Ballad, Growing Up, Inspired by High School, Inspired by People, Introspective, Love, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Relationships, Romance, Unrequited, Wistful

Crushing Crush

There’s a girl I’ve known since I was seventeen
Has an aquatic blue eye and another that’s green
She’s not the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen
but she’s the one I was crushing on back then

I was dating others who were nothing like her
Whether they liked me or not, I wasn’t that sure
What I do know is I was lonely, awkward & immature
and she was the one I was crushing on back then

She was told I was obsessing from a friend of a friend
We hung out for lunch when her heart was on the mend
and I shared with her a poem I had recently penned
before she became the one I was crushing on back then

Last I heard she moved to Jersey with a guy who she met
while they were still in college, now he’s a Navy Vet
And I wish I could erase that memory I just can’t forget
of the moment I found out she only dated older men
How I was crushed by the one I was crushing on back then
How I was crushed by the one I was crushing on back then

October 23, 2018

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Inspired by People, Introspective, Love, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Relationships, Romance, Wistful, Women, Young Love

From April to August

We were only together
From April to August
From Spring thru Summer
She was fine, She was mine

We’d hit the dive bars
And the record shops
From Spring thru Summer
I was her fan and her man

Sometime after Labor Day
She said she was movin’ away
Her father got a job up North somewhere
I told her to write or call
I never heard from her at all
It was a gloomy Fall – life felt so unfair
I didn’t buy the thought that she didn’t care

Cause she took something of mine as a souvenir
It was my favorite gray hoodie from my Senior year
And she gifted me this beat up Martin six string
But when I play it, I don’t feel a goddamn thing
All I wanna do now is go back in time to Spring
On that Seattle night when we made out to Sting
Those weeks we were together from April to August
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust

We had only dated
From April to August
Trips to Capitola
We held hands, saw cool bands

We’d go watch the ocean
We’d go mountain biking
From Spring to Summer
Drank barley wine, It was divine

Sometime after Labor Day
She said she was movin’ away
Her father got a job up North somewhere
I told her to write or call
I never heard from her at all
It was a gloomy Fall – life felt so unfair
I didn’t buy the thought that she didn’t care

Cause she took something of mine as a souvenir
It was my college ring I bought my Senior year
She gifted me this beat up Martin six string
But when I play it, I don’t feel a goddamn thing
All I wanna do now is go back in time to June
On that night when we kissed under the moon
Those weeks we were together from April to August
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust

October 14, 2018

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About Family, Country Song, Growing Up, Inspired by High School, Inspired by People, Introspective, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Nostalgia, Optimism, Relationships, Rites of Passage, Romance, Women, Young Love

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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Adult Themes, Americana, Country Song, Growing Up, Inspired by High School, Love, Lyrics, Naughty, No Music Yet, Relationships, Rites of Passage

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

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Adult Themes, Autobiographical, Love, Lyrics, No Music Yet, Optimism, Relationships, Romance

How Will It End?

Will we come to the agreement
That we’ll never choose to agree
Will I abruptly leave you
Or will you coldly abandon me

Will I fall to the seduction
Of someone else’s charms
Or will you find happiness
In another caring man’s arms

How will it end
The story of you and I
How will it end
Will we say goodbye
Or will we stick it out
Through the bad & the good
Or will it end with us saying
We did the best we could
If we both have intentions
To protect, care for, and defend
This relationship we have
Then we already know how,
Yes, we already know how it will end

Will we think it’s all over and
Cash in our measly chips
So we can try to find true love
In another’s eyes and lips

Is the promise that we made
One we’ll never break
Or was it only a lie we believed
Is this all one big mistake

How will it end
The story of me and you
How will it end
Will we stay forever true
Or will we break apart
Forget what we’ve done right
Or will it end as an accident
And together we’ll head to the light
If we both have the courage
To stay lovers and best friends
Then we already know how
And there is no reason to care when
We’ll just love each other ’til then
And maybe, just maybe it won’t end

Maybe there’s no way, no how
no how, our love will never end
My thought is, my love,
you and I were meant to be, eternally
There’s no way in hell our love ends

There’s no way in hell our love ends

September 9, 2018

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Not a Big Deal

V1

We went over to the park that afternoon

And sat there on a bench by the pond

She came up with quite a few reasons

Why by month’s end, she wanted me gone

I looked down at my summer sandals

I knew truth from her heart was revealed

And I tried to hide what I felt inside

Then said, that’s ok, it’s not a big deal

Chorus 1

It’s not a big deal

I’ll be all right

I’ll find someone else

To hold me tight

To listen to me

And care about how I feel

Don’t you worry, babe

It’s not a big deal

V2

During my drive to Santa Cruz

‘n listening to a David Wilcox tape

I wasn’t cryin’ but I wasn’t happy

I felt she preplanned my escape

On Highway 17 during rush hour

A nail popped my front right wheel

I told myself I’d get through it

Said I’d be fine, not a big deal

Chorus 2

It’s not a big deal

I’ll call up a tow truck

They’ll be up here soon

I’m not eternally stuck

I’ve got a spare in the back,

Leftovers of last night’s meal

When a woman stopped, I said

It’s not a big deal

Bridge

But she said my head was bleeding

And could get me quickly to emergency

And I looked into her smoky mocha eyes

Sure enough, it was all meant to be

V3

The girl who pulled over ‘n rescued me

She’s now my wife and we have a girl

And I wouldn’t trade my experience

For all the silver and gold in the world

Sometimes she’ll say she’s runnin’ late,

Her workload lately has been so unreal

I smile as I tell her over the phone,

We’ll get our supper, it’s not a big deal

Last Chorus

It’s not a big deal

We’ll be all right

I’ll take her to get

Burgers and fries

‘n Hawaiian punch

I’m not gonna appeal

Don’t you worry, babe

It’s not a big deal

No, don’t you worry babe

It’s not a big deal

Not a big deal

September 5, 2018

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