Apologies to Jorje
White clothes,
wrapped up in a nylon bag,
from a deserted supermarket,
a greedy man's last stand.
A bag of soap,
in a nylon sandwich bag;
just 50 canadian cents,
sure, I could go for that.
Accent doesn't attract you?
--- And what if it's french?
I hate it when you start a conversation,
it's like trying to bowl with my left hand,
what music?
well, it's "Psychedelic"
of course,
"so do you take drugs?"
is marijuana a drug in Montreal? cause I don't smoke grass,
I drink alcohol when I have company,
and when my dog is sad,
my cousin's sister once died in a train crash,
the seven day of remembering her,
called the Shivah, (a jewish tradition)
was held at my house,
I drank so much,
you wouldn't believe if I told you how much I drank!
the pubs here don't card,
you can smoke indoors,
(does french canadian accent attracts you?
I know it does.)
it's the smoke that runs through the waitress' veins,
that justifies all the men falling in love with her.
I'll tell you;
once I saw a man,
in love with two women,
and when the two women kissed,
he was right there and stared at them,
to this day he's dazzled just from the thought of that.
Is there a reason why you tell me this?
do you find my accent sexy ?
I know a man name Lior,
he come here every month and he fucks me.
Is the laundry here ready yet?
my nylon bag is all torn,
a local band playing tomorrow at eight,
and Ice Kream Ist,
Poetic Of Korst.
Oy, just the thought of that
make me so sad.
Come to Israel? (We got arab men)
O' misfortune's so fine.
yes yes yes yes and again yes,
I think I'll have some more wine.
And don't you whine, dear waitress,
I will love you till the end,
in a few days we'll part,
and I'll be happy again.
wrapped up in a nylon bag,
from a deserted supermarket,
a greedy man's last stand.
A bag of soap,
in a nylon sandwich bag;
just 50 canadian cents,
sure, I could go for that.
Accent doesn't attract you?
--- And what if it's french?
I hate it when you start a conversation,
it's like trying to bowl with my left hand,
what music?
well, it's "Psychedelic"
of course,
"so do you take drugs?"
is marijuana a drug in Montreal? cause I don't smoke grass,
I drink alcohol when I have company,
and when my dog is sad,
my cousin's sister once died in a train crash,
the seven day of remembering her,
called the Shivah, (a jewish tradition)
was held at my house,
I drank so much,
you wouldn't believe if I told you how much I drank!
the pubs here don't card,
you can smoke indoors,
(does french canadian accent attracts you?
I know it does.)
it's the smoke that runs through the waitress' veins,
that justifies all the men falling in love with her.
I'll tell you;
once I saw a man,
in love with two women,
and when the two women kissed,
he was right there and stared at them,
to this day he's dazzled just from the thought of that.
Is there a reason why you tell me this?
do you find my accent sexy ?
I know a man name Lior,
he come here every month and he fucks me.
Is the laundry here ready yet?
my nylon bag is all torn,
a local band playing tomorrow at eight,
and Ice Kream Ist,
Poetic Of Korst.
Oy, just the thought of that
make me so sad.
Come to Israel? (We got arab men)
O' misfortune's so fine.
yes yes yes yes and again yes,
I think I'll have some more wine.
And don't you whine, dear waitress,
I will love you till the end,
in a few days we'll part,
and I'll be happy again.