Guest guest Posted March 16, 2004 Report Share Posted March 16, 2004 I had to write the words to this song down, cause it's me and 's theme song lately. You know, she's had recurrent pneumothoraxes and other health problems, and me with all my problems. It just fits us so much, I had to share it. Some of the lines she could sing, and some I could sing. It's by the Crash Test Dummies. It's called " Afternoons and Coffee spoons " What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy? There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so easy. I've had my lungs checked out with X-rays. I've smelled the hospital hallways... Some day I'll have a disappearing hairline Some day I'll wear pajamas in the day time Times when the day is like a play by Sartre When it seems a book burning is in perfect order I gave the doctor my description I've tried to stick to my prescriptions...... Some day I'll have a disappearing hairline Some day I'll wear pajamas in the daytime Oh, afternoons, will be measured out, measured out, measured with coffee spoons and T.S. Elliot Maybe, If I could do a play by playback I could change the test results and I will get back I've watched the summer evenings pass by I've heard the rattle in my bronchi..... Some day I'll have a disappearing hairline Some day I'll wear pajamas in the day time Oh, afternoons, will be measure out, measured out, measured with coffee spoons and T.S. Elliot Afternoons, will be measured out measured out, measured with coffee spoons and T.S. Elliot. Do ya get it? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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