st..st…stuck…
Stuck in the blues.
I get stuck on silly things
Like rainy days
when my phone rings
I get stuck in parking spaces
And in hugs of biblical proportion
I get stuck in desperation of
empty wallets
And gas tanks
And stomachs
And stalkers
And water bills
And Freddies
Some days i just get stuck in bed
Covers all up o’er my head
‘I cant get up’, I tell my clock,
‘Cause I am stuck,
So just shut up’
I get stuck when my pillow gets hot
Or when it’s cold and I cry
And ice sickles hang from my eyelashes
I get stuck on random things
Like boots and shoes
And onion rings
When socks don’t match
Or there’s no cream
for my coffee
or my pie
I get stuck
when stupid songs stick in my head
The ones I just don’t want to sing
I get stuck when I think about what I want
Instead of what I have
I get stuck in a few more minutes…
Or another year goes by
Reminding me
I might get stuck dancing…
At your wedding to someone else,
Or on your grave,
Or in a dream about Madonna, and bananas and a cat who likes to pray
I get stuck eating meatball subs
And pumpkin muffins with extravagant amounts of butter
at times I get stuck in the blues
I know it’s sad
Yet mighty true
the hardest times to get unstuck
Are when my mind gets stuck on you
Stuck on you
Stuck on you
Yes I get stuck
Stuck…
St…st..st…stuck on you
☺️
AL
life: acoustic & amplified 