12 December 2003

.:] re: Cabana Boys [:.

ok for those not in the know...

Cabana Boys = weekend boyfriends

nothing really physically intimate past a nice kiss or some huggly-snuggly...

With all the nicey-nice of a real-life boyfriend. Holding hands while walking down the street. Someone to grocery shopping with me fort he dinner we'd make later (along with 12 other dancers.) Buying me drinks or bringing me water. Someone to call "sweetie" or "honey." Someone who would give the appropriate gaping stare or whistle (Thanks, TOM WALSH) when I'd bother to look stunning. Or supported my stumbling ass when I got too drinky. Lending a jacket when I got cold. Carrying bags or suitcases. Then there were the slow dances....mmmm....slow dances. Opening doors... etc...

And then back to Chicago to work on Monday - grinning about my dreamy, dreamy weekend boyfriend. *sigh* If only I had a weekend boyfriend my life would be perfect. yeah right.

Liz Phair - Fuck and Run

I woke up alarmed
I didn't know where I was at first
Just that I woke up in your arms
And almost immediately I felt sorry
Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions
What ever happened to a boyfriend
The kind of guy who tries to win you over
What ever happened to a boyfriend
The kind of guy who makes love cause he's in it, and

I want a boyfriend
I want a boyfriend
I want all that stupid old shit
like letters and sodas
letters and sodas

You got up out of bed
You said you had a lot of work to do
But I heard th rest in your head
And almost immediately I felt sorry
Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions

I want a boyfriend
I want a boyfriend
I want all that stupid old shit
like letters and sodas
letters and sodas

I can feel it in my bones
I'm gonna spend another year alone
Fuck and run
Fuck and run
Even when I was seventeen
Fuck and run
Fuck and run
Even when I was twelve

You almost felt bad You said that I should call you up but
I knew much better than that
And almost immediately I felt sorry
Cause I didn't think this would happen again
No matter what I could do or say
Just that I didn't think this would happen again
With or without my best intentions

I can feel it in my bones
I'm gonna spend my whole life alone
Fuck and run
Fuck and run
Even when I was seventeen
Fuck and run
Fuck and run
Even when I was twelve

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