Dumb It Down

[couchgrouch]

Dumb It DownMe and Dad were in our backyardI was helping him replace a partin the engine of his Fordwell, Dad wanted me to learnbut he kept using termslike ignition, compression n torquewhen Mama brought him a Schlitzshe saw the blank look on my facethen she tore Dad's pride to bitswhen she said, "to teach a kid his agedumb it downkeep it simple, stupidI've always foundthat's the way to do ithe's just a boyso get right to the pointand you'll get through itdumb it, dumb it, dumb it downand keep it simple, stupid"I met a girl at Lincoln Highand though I was pretty shywhen I fin'lly hit on her we hit it offtook her cruisin' in my Coupe DeVillewith the busted bumper and broken grillbut I still wanted her to think I was suaveI was gonna quote some Shakespeareor some shinola about the moonbut Mama's words rang loud in my earso I turned on some country tunesyeah, dumb it downkeep it simple, stupidI've always foundthat's the way to do ityou're just a boyso get right to the pointand you'll get through itdumb it, dumb it, dumb it downand keep it simple, stupidyears later our love still burns hotand my baby never has second thoughtsabout makin' the first moveeven now she laughs aboutthe first time we went outhow she hadda drop a bunch of cluesshe was forced to come on strongand give up dropping hintsshe threw her arm around me when she yawnedand she's told herself ever since"dumb it downkeep it simple, stupidI've always foundthat's the way to do ithe's just a boyso get right to the pointand you'll get through itdumb it, dumb it, dumb it downand keep it simple, stupid"(c)2005 Robert George