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| Wanna tell you a story,
About the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
Had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job
She said that don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent,
And out the door I went
So I goes to the landlady,
I said, "You let me slide?"
I'll have the rent for you in a month.
Next I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me,
But for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
I said, "No, can't find no job"
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"
Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,
Leaning up against a post"
I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"
She said "That don't confront me,
Long as I get my money next Friday"
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,
And out the door I went
So I go down the streets,
Down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said "Let me go and ask my wife"
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"
And then she was so nice,
Loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent,
She ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
Need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
Best blues song
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| I forgot about my xanga.
probably due to 666face666book666
didn't bother me too much. But I'm still reluctant to abandon xanga.
My cars back on the road again. For now. I will be such pissed if something happens to it again.
I've been watching more tv recently. not on purpose.
Nascar is on right now. I hate nascar.
So now I'm doing band, newspaper, and academic decathlon. Pretty intense actually. Why am I doing this?
I owe my dad something close to $1400 so I need to get a job. Which means I will be failing some classes. Which means I will be grounded. Which means I won't be spending much money. Which is good news for my finances. Which is not good news for the rest of me.
Working on my car stereo has been really rewarding. I think I'm going to add three speakers to the front. Did some math the other day and found I'm pushing almost 900 max watts, which makes me think I might overwork my alternator. hmmm
bands of the week
collective soul
velvet revolver
pink martini
whats up
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| APUSH- 4
English- 5
wtf, thats backwards. On the other hand, its a big middle finger to my English teacher who says I suck at English and will never amount to anything. lolllllzzz
also still got that 5 in Human geo, so I'm awesome.
Case you were wondering.
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| I think I control the weather
like everytime I wash my car it rains. I should call the weather channel or somethin
"Looks like it'll be bright and sunny for the rest of this week, back to you Bob. Oh wait! this just in! Alex is washing his car! Looks like we're in for a another surprise thunderstorm Bob! That's the way the cookie crumbles."
or something
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