It's late in the evening; and I'm wondering what to drink
I open my bar now and I search for the familiar stink
And then he asks me, "Am I the one for the night?"
And I say, "Yes, you'll be just perfect tonight."
We go to a party and everyone turns to see
This fat old man that's walking around with me.
And then they ask me, "Do you feel all right?"
And I say, "Yes, this feels wonderful tonight."
I feel wonderful because I see
The buzz shine in your eyes.
And the wonder of it all
Is that you just don't realize (how much I love you.)
It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,
So I give him the car keys and he helps me to bed.
And then I tell him, as I turn out the light,
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."
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BTW... the he is none other the Old Monk
Sing the above lyrics to the tune of Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton (my apologies)
6 comments:
wonderful post :)
and captures the sentiment perfectly.
Here's to more Old Monk this winter!
Cheers :)
Ta ra 'rum' pum...
:D
hehehehe :)
neat one!
Ahhh, sweet words!!!
here's to more OM!!:D
"I had eighteen bottles of Ole monk in my cellar and was told by my wife to empty the contents of each and every bottle down the sink, or else... I said I would and proceeded with the unpleasant task. I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank. I then withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it, with the exception of one glass, which I drank. I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the rum down the sink which I drank. I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank. I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass. I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle. Then I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour. When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses in one bottle, which I drank. I'm not under tha affluence of incohol as some tinkle peep I am. I'm not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don't know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get."
for the good times !!!!
Smiling away. :-) :-)
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