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Originally Posted by l2ridehd
And now I am trying to do both. Maybe Marty Robbins,
"Out in the West Texas town of Sheboygan, I fell in love with a CL550"
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina;
Music would play and the CL550 would whirl.
Blacker than night were the lights of Mercedez,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was deep for this little black dream car;
I was in love but in vain, I could tell.
OR
To the town of Sheboygan rode a stranger one fine day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
for the stranger there among them had a CL550 and it fit
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I know. I know. Last night in this thread, at almost 2:00 AM (so unlike me - that wee hours time) anyway, I swore, in writing, that I would not log on this morning. But I just had to sit down here at the computer to go through my usual coffee and Cheerios routine, and I looked in. And now....
wellllll.....now I have seen I2ridehd's song, and so I just had to log on to tell him that it is a wonderful song.
I2, I have been singing your song. It works. Of course, I am sure you have sung it, too. And, therefore, you know that at the end of that first line, we get to sing "a CL Five-Five (really fast on the Five Five) Oh-Ohhhhhhh-Oh-oh-ohhh. It works perfectly like that. It is quite wonderful actually. -- can sing those Oh's in a really dramatic way, and sound so sad. I can embrace the unrequited love by singing all those Oh's. Ahhhh, the wonders of music therapy.
....Darn it. Now, I am thinking about that car again. How did you know it was black? I have been to the Mercedes website. I have played around with all the interior colors. Mr. Boomer keeps looking hopefully over my shoulder.....It ain't gonna happen. Yeah. I can just see it now. Boomer the now oh-so-conservative investor taps the retirement account for a car....yeah....right. Nobody is ever going to gainfully employ us again. Nor do we want that to happen. So we will just stick with my Accord and his old white DTS. (The Boomermobile) -- I am such a sensible girl. Gets a little tedious sometimes. So I do not want that car...
thaaaaaat bad. I can admire it. But I also know myself. But that thing sure is purdy and it looked like it was going fast even when it was sitting still.
(Darn it. I used to look like that. So long ago.)
Well, anyway, here I am....was not going to be on this computer this morning. And I am going to get out of here right now, but.......that Sheboygan thing is back in my brain, too, and how could I have forgotten "Why-O Why-O Why-O Did I Ever Leave....Sheboygan?"
Boomer Benz