song: “Don’t Put Your Junk in My Trunk”
Remember when we used to call it ‘the family jewels’? Now it’s ‘junk’. That doesn’t sound so attractive, somehow.
Don’t Put Your Junk in My Trunk
Don’t put your junk in my trunk,
This time, I am driving
I mean to make it home alive
I’m talking about surviving
Deal with your junk
no need to be a slob
don’t bother me with bunk
your junk is not my job
Don’t put your junk in my trunk,
I mean to keep it clean
I got junk of my own
if you know what I mean
Deal with your junk
and I will deal with mine
my storage space has shrunk
my vehicle’s divine
Don’t put your junk in my trunk
this is a pleasure cruise
bring only your best
what have you left to lose?
Gently, with feeling
pull back the peeling
of the wrapping on the package
you’ve been saving for someday
Then slide your gold into my hold
your sheep into my fold
slip your jewels into my bank
your tiger into my tank
and gently, with feeling
it’s time for revealing
show me what you’re worth,
and I’ll show you the way
to slide your rock into my roll
your funk into my soul
slip your treasure into my chest
your birdies into my nest
Slide your gold into my hold
your jelly into my mold
Slip your weary into my rest
your maybe into my yes
July 21st, 2008 at 8:51 pm
whew! beauty-full. i’m excited for you.
j.
July 23rd, 2008 at 9:02 am
let me say a little more … i am excited, and envious. must give you the full spectrum .. i think envy is when one sees something one would like to do, but hasn’t done it yet. still, hearing of your progress is exciting.
j.
July 24th, 2008 at 5:15 pm
Thanks, jean… and yeah, I get it, totally. I appreciate the support, which is how I take this. I understand envy, it doesn’t offend me. It’s normal, I feel it too about things that I wish I was doing but for whatever reason haven’t been able to do yet.I hope I can also be an inspiration–like–hey I can do that too!–because why not? If you want to, and have the gift (and I’ve heard you sing–I know you do!), then when the time is right, and the right motivation manifests, you’ll do it. It can take a long time. Look at me. I’m 51.
August 28th, 2008 at 3:24 pm
woo hoo! woman, I am going to print this out and give it to Tom as a hint.