Monday, March 5, 2007

If I May

Opening lyrics to Great White's Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Well the times are gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a hummin' and a strummin' all over God's world
You can't remember when you got your last meal
And you don't know just how a woman feels

You didn't know what rock-n-roll was
Until you met my drummer on a grey tour bus
I got there in the nick of time
Before he got his hands across your state line

Now it's the middle of the night on the open road
The heater don't work and it's oh so cold
You're lookin' tired you're lookin' kinda beat
The rhythm of the street sure knocks you off your feet

You didn't know how rock-n-roll looked
Until you caught your sister with the guys from the group
Halfway home in the parking lot
By the look in her eye she was giving what she got
My question for you ladies out there is this, have any of you ever referred to any part of your body and/or clothing as the "state line"? And for that one special lady out there, could you start?

3 comments:

ash said...

and where, pray tell, is dave's "state line"?

Anonymous said...

Um,
No, Dave; I never have used that particular terminology.
Could I refer to my tympanic membrane as my state line?

dr said...

This is really confusing for me because I grew up in a city -- Kansas City, thank you very much -- where the state line runs North-South.