I'm a little bit sad today. There's a Mickey Avalon show this evening and unfortunately, yours truly cannot attend. Instead I'm sitting on babies.
Now, I'm guessing that many of you aren't familiar with Mickey. Well he's a crass little thing, not very attractive either. But his "fuck-it, then bend over and i'll fuck you" lyrics are downright addicting, much like the drugs he references in many of his songs.
My favorite Mickey song right now (see below):
So rich, so pretty
I like a girl who eats and brings it up.
A sassy little frassy with bulimia.
Her best friend's a plastic surgeon.
and when her Beemers in the shop she rolls the Benz.
Manis and pedis on Sundays and Wednesdays
Money from mommy, lovely in Versace.
Costly sprees it's on at Barneys.
And i love to watch her go thru 50 G's calmly.
She gets naughty with her pilate's body.
And thinks it's really funny when her nose goes bloody.
Cuz the blows so yummy and it keeps her tummy empty
And makes her act more friendly.
Dance the night away.
And she won't say nothing when she makes a man stray.
Come on get it 'fore I change my mind.
Come on kid don't waste my time.
So rich, so pretty
The best piece of ass in this whole damn city.
Horrible, isn't it? Can you believe that I would even be interested in this. Yeah, I can't either. I can say this much, I'm going to keep Mickey where I like him--in my ipod. He is so not invited to my fantasy dinner party. Hmm this is something to ponder. I invited Mary Shelley (see October post) to my fantasy dinner party, given the lyrics above just think of her interaction with Mickey. Omg, mother's teach us not to mix friends for a reason, even if it is imaginary...
I bet Mickey would tell Mary "1,2,3,4 get cha booty on the dance floor work it out shake it little mama" (Jane Fonda)
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