Thursday, September 19, 2013

Sobrassadaville



Sailing my board boat
Writing the odd note
In my old nonsensical blog
Pulling my tight vang
Having the odd prang
Tell my friend this beat's just a slog.

Wasting away again in Sobrassadaville
Searching for my lost mayonnaise and fries
Some sailors claim that Advil's the best cure for pain
But I have no idea what to advise.

I don't know the reason
I stayed here all season
Nothing to show but this embarrassing bruise
But it's a real beauty
A black and blue cutie
How it got here I haven't a clue.

Wasting away again in Sobrassadaville
Searching for my lost mayonnaise and fries
Some sailors claim that Advil's the best cure for pain
Now I think, hell, beer is the thing for my aching thighs.

Blew out my mast top
Came to a full stop
Hitched a tow from a mommy boat back home
But there's beer on the table
And soon I'll be able
To scoff down that pizza that helps me hang on.

Wasting away again in Sobrassadaville
Searching for my lost mayonnaise and fries
Some sailors claim that Advil's the best cure for pain
But I have no idea what to advise.


3 comments:

Baydog said...

Brilliant. You've stolen my angle on your Spanish posts. I think I'll go to bed now.

Baydog said...

Just when I'd found something to bring myself out of my blogfunk.

Joe Rousé said...

La salsitxa és sobrassada, no sobrasada.

Carry on!

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