Their Not Normal Like Us
He was a cuff-linked, cut throat, tough-talk, boyish man
Hard nosed, Dow-Jonesed, CEO'd -
A snake in the grass -
She was a high class, high-toned, bleached blonde, socio-lite
Lipo-sucked, tummy-tucked, stuck up -
And she was his wife.
He meets a model in LA,
She rolls his Rolls into a lake -
When she gets 30 million, Lawyers take a Holiday!
But they were made for Love!
two halfs, one whole
What Heaven have wrought upon us -
Let no one touch with a ten foot pole!
Their Not Normal Like Us!
Their nothing like none of our friends!
I know we may not be perfect -
Thank God we're nothing like Them!
He was a low-down , low-life, loud-mouth, mannish boy
Out on parole, testosteroned, over-imbibed, under-employed
She was a big-haired, big-boned, tattooed turtle-dove
They had a trashy, TV Talk-show, kind of love.
She's out carousing when he calls -
He writes her name on rest-room walls -
They tell Jerry that their parents really caused it all!
But they were made for Love!
two halfs, one whole
What Heaven have wrought upon us -
Let no one touch with a ten foot pole!
Their Not Normal Like Us!
Their nothing like none of our friends!
I know we may not be perfect -
Thank God we're nothing like Them!
I was standing - by my window - when the two of them walked by -
And I wished a big ole tree would fall, and hasten their demise -
But I stopped myself - I rebuked myself - for I could plainly see -
the two of them, would prob'ly live, and sue the pants off me . . .
He was a gray-haired, grown-up, thirty-something child
Picked some tunes, played the blues, slept till noon -
his parents cried.
She was a folked-out, Girl Scout, mop-top,
renaissance girl -
They formed a band, bought a van, set out to see the world -
They drive a million miles a day! Sometimes they don't even get paid!
I guess they think we're all still back in 1968 -
But they were made for Love!
two halfs, one whole
What Heaven have wrought upon us -
Let no one touch with a ten foot pole!
Their Not Normal Like Us!
Their nothing like none of our friends!
I know we may not be perfect -
Thank God we're nothing like Them!
:wink:
Small Potatoes/ Waltz of the Wallflowers CD