Dawn had cracked when I heard hey Mack…she had her headlights pointed my way
I thought those aren't real…she said cop a feel…I got a deal for you today
Just put on this rabbit suit we'll play easter bunny honey and you can hop all over me
I said it's a pity Kitty…but fake tittes don't do a thing for me
Kinda liked that rabbit suit though…
So I went down to my favorite cafe for a cup of my favorite tea
When Joe my favorite server…well he served some advice on me
He said now don't press the panic button Pedro…you can make it through this day
You gotta relax Max…sit right back and dig how my piano player plays
And I said …well alright…it might lift me up…play it like I am Sam
I feel better already Freddie
Now I hope I wasn't bringing y'all down before
Sometimes the blues just come up and grab ya. . .
You know there's too much posin in this here land
Too much hollow pity…not enough helping hands
Too many promises that just aren't real
Too much touch…not enough feel
Now don't get the wrong idea
I know some things just gotta be
But hollow pity and fake tittes don't do a thing for me
No wood here dear
Hey Joe…one more for the road…make that Lipton…and one more for last call
Paul. . .
credits
from Pet Wounds,
released September 13, 2013
Written by:
Mickey Lee Soule, Dave Salce, Dave "Big D" Schneider
Mickey Lee Soule- Vocals, Piano, Keyboard Stuff
Dave Salce- Drums
Michael D. Casale- Bass Guitar
Marc W. Ryan - Guitar
Dave “Big D” Schneider - Slide Guitar
Fluffy Saccucci - Saxophone