Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Whoever Wrote This Needs Kicking

Many a tear has to fall
But it's all in the game



erm, I don't like to tell you this, but I loathe people who play games.......



All in the wonderful game
That we know as love 


Mate, you weren't listening, were you?  STOP playing games ok?


You had words with him
And your future's looking dim

Probably only because we have been spoon-fed on this sort of pap and crap.  We are allowed to have a difference of opinion, are we not?


But these things your heart can rise above

Heart? Eh?  Rise above?  erm.  Gee whiz dimwit, opinions come from some other place than the heart. And why in hell should it be the FEMALE WHO HAS TO RISE ABOVE????  EH?  TELL ME THAT?


Once in a while he won't call
But it's all in the game

Oh great, just perfect.  Now the shit has decided he won't phone, because that will show YOU who is boss, won't it?

Soon he'll be there by your side
With a small bouquet

OI! Buster, we had a damned argument and you bring a SMALL bouquet?  You bloody cheapskate.


And he'll kiss your lips
And caress your fingertips
And your heart will fly away

Not on my watch he won't.  Small bouquet indeed.  I want grovelling and crawling thank you very much.  At the least a damned good abject apology would get him quarter of the way there.


You had words with him
And your future's looking dim
But these things your heart can rise above
Once in a while he won't call
But it's all in the game
Soon he'll be there by your side
With a small bouquet
And he'll kiss your lips
And caress your fingertips
And your heart will fly away


Yes. Well.  We just went into all that, didn't we?  And to think I used to like the song.  Shows you the difference between a child and a woman doesn't it? hmmm.  


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