Debbie relaxing
at home earlier
21st Century Guitar hero??
I’m looking for someone to teach me guitarI still have a fantasy of being a star
I’m 30 years going on 31 years old
I should grow up I’m always told
Stop daydreaming and start living your life
But all that amounts to is trouble and strife
I’m bored of doing a mundane job
I want to be talented, famous and earn a few bob
I’m a secretary in an office, it’s so mundane
Everyday is just the same
I want an MG sports car and a rugged old mansion
Instead of worrying about starting a pension
I want the best things in life, the crème de la crème
All this from my fantasy does stem
I’ve got my guitar out, I’m already prepared
But all I can make is a terrible noise
Don’t give up the day job, I can hear them say
But one day this guitar I will surely play.
GOOD HAIR DAY?
Just spent a fortune on my hairHad a few highlights here and there
The highlights are a bit non-descript
Maybe bolder colours I should have picked
About three people noticed the change
Then they looked at me very strange
How much exactly did you pay for that
Maybe next time I’ll wear a hat
I thought a new haircut would lift my mood
If not a hat then maybe a snood
It could be worse I shrug with a hunch
I could look like the hairbear bunch
In my opinion £35 is a cheap price to pay
To relax and be pampered on a cold Saturday
MUSIC
Alone in my room listening to GeneLife alone has been so mean
We’re split up and I’m back on the shelf
I feel so sorry for myself
I’m having a ball wallowing in self pity
So I decided to write this little ditty
Playing all the oldies, Smiths, the Cure
Since you’ve gone life is a bore
Through all the push and shove I have rediscovered my 1st love
Music in’t it BRILLIANT!
BOOTS
Today I went shopping on a coach to LeedsLooking for boots that go up to my knees
Went to Shelleys, Faith and loads more
God shopping is such a chore
Boots Boots everywhere but not that I liked
15 miles I must have hiked
Have you got a boot in size 8
And they always told me straight NO
Assistants brought others out saying thats all
they had in my size
Cilla black, surprise surprise
Back home I came to sunny Hull
With no boots oh how dull!!
I’m going back next week
LUCKY TO BE ALIVE
You are lucky to be alive Graham told me at the garage today,Didn’t you smell the fumes, he sighed in disarray,
I told him that I had smelt something but I just put it aside,
Oh I am so lucky to be alive,
Carbon Monoxide was bellowing straight into my car,
Under the bonnet he showed me why,
The dip stick was loose, making oil splutter everywhere,
And around I had been driving without a care,
A massive blockage in one of the pipes,
I couldn’t believe it I wailed with fright,
For I am only woman, I know nothing about cars,
Maybe this is a lesson and I should get wise!
