Walkman

[couchgrouch]

WalkmanMy wife said she had something to show mewhile cleaning she found my old Sonya J. Geil's cassette inside ready to playI recalled getting through home ec classeswith my eyes shut behind dark sunglassesin back with Centerfold up all the wayMiss Reynolds hadda shake me after the bell rangyeah, I couldn't hear it because I crankedmy Walkman yeah, it's got me rockin'bought it at Radio Shacknow it takes me backthe skull may be fadin'on my old Iron Maiden shirtbut I sit home with three or four beersblast the past till my poor ears hurtgimme a Led Zep tape and I escapewith my Walkmanlotsa pots of my wife's beefalo chiliwas givin' me a big pot bellyso I thought me n some tunes should take a jogwell, I dug out my dusty Adidassaw myself running like a cheetahand I took Chester my old porch dogwell that dumb mutt chased ev'ry car n truckcouldn't hear the horns blow cos doncha know I turned upmy Walkman yeah, it's got me rockin'bought it at Radio Shacknow it takes me backthe skull may be fadin'on my old Iron Maiden shirtbut I come home to three or four beersblast the past till my poor ears hurtgimme an Ozzy tape and I escapewith my WalkmanI hadda rename Chester Tripodnow the skatepunks with their ipodslaugh at my poor three-legged houndone night we had dinner at her mother'smy wife got mad when she discovered'neath my Braves cap I was wired for soundthough she made me take it off and show some mannersmy ears still rung so I couldn't hear her mama yammerthanks to my Walkmanthanks to my Walkmanyeah, it's got me rockin'...(c)2006 Robert George