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My mother gave me this ashtray
As we sat quietly in the attic She said I want to give it away It's crystal and it thick And I use it in this room, just for me When I'm playing my guitar so diligently Oh yes it's an heirloom no really It's from the heart can't you see My mother gave me this ashtray With which I can use anytime As a blunt object to your head If you try to steal my rhyme It's only thing I know I've got As I toil away in this market Is what my mamma taught To keep you heart in a locket Cause people are without honor And as soon as you become distracted It could be that you're a goner While some creep is singing your ballad |
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Re: Anybody wanna put this to music?
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Yeah but your Dad says keep your heart in your POCKET. You go girl!
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A serious question......
Is this a real lyric or, a songwriter's Lament?
Did ya get ripped? Joe |
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:)
No, but a girl's gotta be prepared ya know?
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Those heavy glass ashtrays come in handy in a good barfight. That's one reason you rarely see them anymore.
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:)
Thank the Almighty for that...I might have caught one upside the head a couple of weeks ago!!!
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You always were a little rowdy weren't ya.
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