In the midst of Christmas season, I caught myself singing this song...
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I could slip, I could fall
In that mean and awful hall
With the other jealous bitches
And the bitter grumbling men.
I could sneer, I could glare say that
life is so unfair
And the one who made it, made it
`Cuz her breasts were really big.
Well I don't wanna get bitter
I don't wanna turn cruel
I don't wanna get old before I have to.
I could bitch, I could moan
Say I want to be left alone
But that's not really true,
Because I like my time with you.
Till you rant and you rave
Wishing fat folks to their grave
But I feel sorry for them
You say they get what they deserve.
But I don't wanna get bitter
I don't wanna turn cruel
I don't wanna get old before I have to
And I don't wanna get jaded
Petrified and weighted
I don't wanna get bitter like you.
Like you, with the darts in your eyes
Like you, with disdain for mankind
I was charmed, now I wonder.
I don't wanna get bitter
I don't wanna turn cruel
I don't wanna get old before I have to
So I'll smile with the rest
Wishing everyone the best
And know the one who made it,
Made it 'cuz she was actually pretty good.
But I don't wanna get bitter
I don't wanna turn cruel
I don't wanna get old before I have to.
And I don't wanna get jaded
Petrified and weighted
I don't wanna get bitter like you.
--- Jill Sobule
:)
Posted by suplada at December 22, 2003 8:18 PM