i have a kind of a crush on Linda, the new-ish mail carrier, who has dog treats. she's about to retire, though. next week.
i suppose it's not a terribly practical crush.
she lives in Howell.
oh, why not:
there's a kind of a crush
all over my corner at 2
all over my corner, when the mail truck comes
and i'm out there with lu
you know what i mean
just the three of us,
and the mailtruck & treats make five
there's a mailtruck & treats, and we're feeling good,
and i look in her eyes
and listen very carefully,
though closer to her, as a possible thing---
well, i mean,
it's rather a dream
the only way that thing could be
is if i open my mouth and speak,
and i won't.
she's probably taken!
that's some kind of a crush---
some kind of a crush, when i
can't manage to note if
she's wearing a ring,
or open my mouth
la la la la-la-la la etc.
[repeat bridge and chorus-y verse]
You know, Karen Carpenter really did have an amazing voice. It's a terrible thing, what happened to her. That family. Her brother's production values. Misery and death.
OMG, look what's available online:
So beats my shaky bootleg videotape!
I tell ya, that movie had such an impact on me. Majorly hard-hitting. The goof of the Barbies as a hook drew me in, and then BAM. Freakin' BAM. Never again would I hear "Rainy Days & Mondays" in a casual, dismissive way.