Haven't posted squat in a week, and won't be able to post much for the next few days. Trying to get Casa Cabeza fixed up before we move in, and am also planning with the Voodoo Queen how much of our much-too-large collection o' creepy crap to move in, and how best to display it all.
We want to go for a Sixties-modern-home-crossed-with-a-carnival-haunted-house feel.
Doesn't every new home owner?
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"Haven't posted squat in a week..."
Yes, by all means, post some squat, willya? Think of your faithful readers, all of us who turn to you for quality squat!
Dear Pierre--
Please see my post of Nov. 13 about "A. Duie Pyle."
Oh, Pierre:
RED HOT
BILLY "THE KID" EMERSON (SUN Records, 1955)
[Chorus]
My gal is red hot
Your gal ain't doodly squat
Yeah, my gal is red hot
Your gal ain't doodly squat
Well, she ain't got no money
But man, she's a-really got a lot
Well, I got a gal, six feet four
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet out the door, but
[Chorus and guitar solo]
Well, she walks all night, talks all day
She's the kinda woman who'll have her way, but
[Chorus and piano solo]
Well, she's the kinda woman who louds around
Spreadin' my business all over town, but
[Chorus and guitar solo]
Well, she's a one man's woman, that's what I like
But I wish she wasn't gonna change her mind everynight, but
[Chorus]
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