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Trapped in your mind, the swirling thoughts of dreams and woes surround your every aspiration and whim.
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Someone seems to relate to us and hears our pleas.

Save us all...
We are trapped with music in our minds.




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Trapped with Music in my Mind...


Sunday, August 15, 2004

Week: Sunday, August 8th, 2004 - Saturday, August 14th, 2004

BOO HOO
by Marianne Pillsbury

When I stay in bed all day,
they call it depression.
When two people stay in bed all day,
it's called passion.
So, when my girlfriend sheds a tear
cause she doesn't think her boyfriend's intentions are sincere...
well, I say, boo hoo!
Somebody loves me. Boo hoo!
Somebody needs me. Boo hoo!
I'm having sex on a regular basis.
Woe is me!

When I drink a bottle of wine for dinner,
it's pathetic.
When two people drink a bottle of wine,
it's romantic.
So, when my girlfriend'll bitch and moan
cause she thinks her boyfriend only likes her for her dog...
well, I say, boo hoo!
Somebody loves me. Boo hoo!
Somebody needs me. Boo hoo!
I'm having sex on a regular basis.
Woe is me!

When I talk out loud to myself,
I'm a crazy bag lady.
When two people talk out loud,
it's called dating.
So, when my girlfriend starts to whine
cause today her boyfriend only called her eleven times...
well, I say, boo hoo!
Somebody loves me. Boo hoo!
Somebody needs me. Boo hoo!
I'm having sex on a regular basis.

But, if I ever fall in love again
and there's nothing wrong,
will I lose my sense of humor
and write sappy love songs?
Boo hoo!
Boo hoo!
Boo hoo!
I'm having sex on a regular basis.
Woe is me!
I've got a boyfriend.
Woe is me!
I'm having sex.
Woe is me!
He sends me flowers.
Woe is me!
He's good in bed.
Woe is me!


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