Jun. 20th, 2005
Having professed his undying and unrequited love for me in the comment thread of this entry, and egged on by
furboajerboa, who, though she loves egging more than anything, is probably just trying to get me a date,
incomple decided to write me a love song. About eating pancakes. Just not with Matthew.
Sour Crepes by Matthew Thomas (to the tune of Common People by Pulp)
She came from Queens, she had a taste for pancakes
She always teased me so that's when knew that I... had to try
She told me that she loved Nutella
I said in that case, I know a place on Ludlow
She said 'nein,' and no matter how hard I tried, she said
I want to eat with other people
I want to eat another country's food
I want to eat with other people
I want to eat with other people, not you
Well, now what could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to an outdoor diner
They had some crepes and so I ordered our share
And we ate them there
She said 'I think I'd like some honey'
The waitron laughed and said 'It'll cost some money'
She said 'Yeah? Well I can't see anyone else paying here.'
Are you sure you want to eat with other people
You want to eat whatever other people eat
You want to eat with other people
You want to eat with other people, not me
So it didn't go as planned
She just ate with cash in hand
Eat a crepe with soda pop
While you making my heart throb
And you're making me look a fool
Like a weird obsessive tool
And these shitty songs I write
In case you don't like me for my height
'Cos though I'm very tall
You probably won't be very impressed at all, yeah
You'll always eat with other people
You'll always eat whatever other people eat
You'll never pay with other people
You'll never eat your crepes with a street view
Or have a laugh with me or two
Because there's so much else to do...
Genius! i've had SHOWTUNES written about me before, but never knock off BritPop. I'm special! and by special, I'm definately referring to the "short bus" kind of special.
thanks matty!
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She came from Queens, she had a taste for pancakes
She always teased me so that's when knew that I... had to try
She told me that she loved Nutella
I said in that case, I know a place on Ludlow
She said 'nein,' and no matter how hard I tried, she said
I want to eat with other people
I want to eat another country's food
I want to eat with other people
I want to eat with other people, not you
Well, now what could I do?
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to an outdoor diner
They had some crepes and so I ordered our share
And we ate them there
She said 'I think I'd like some honey'
The waitron laughed and said 'It'll cost some money'
She said 'Yeah? Well I can't see anyone else paying here.'
Are you sure you want to eat with other people
You want to eat whatever other people eat
You want to eat with other people
You want to eat with other people, not me
So it didn't go as planned
She just ate with cash in hand
Eat a crepe with soda pop
While you making my heart throb
And you're making me look a fool
Like a weird obsessive tool
And these shitty songs I write
In case you don't like me for my height
'Cos though I'm very tall
You probably won't be very impressed at all, yeah
You'll always eat with other people
You'll always eat whatever other people eat
You'll never pay with other people
You'll never eat your crepes with a street view
Or have a laugh with me or two
Because there's so much else to do...
Genius! i've had SHOWTUNES written about me before, but never knock off BritPop. I'm special! and by special, I'm definately referring to the "short bus" kind of special.
thanks matty!