Nellie McKay - Please lyrics
[Nellie McKay - Please lyrics]
Please Lord, send me a hard-luck childhood
Please Bub, spare me a hot romance
Please lady, gift me with genius
Not pleasure please Mrs henry
Start me off without a chance
I must have said please sir
Let me lay in the sewer that claimed me
And let me wallow there even as I lose my sea
Please Mr hula-Hoop, keep on ballistic
You must be a man that got to be so sadistic
Please Lord, I just love being me
For every mom and pop and college green
The harvest moon, a lynchin' tree
'Cause an Americana misery
Makes what a mess of me
That underwater conversation
Hasn't got a clue she should know