ALL YOUR BEACHES ARE BELONG TO US---PART DEUX

Obviously, Kathy thought I was joking.

Never EVER underestimate a pissed off LLama with a twist in his jockey shorts.

So here's today's easy-listening installment in the Cake Eater's All-Nu, All-Beaches format----I'll BETTE you'll LUV it!

"This is a song I've been singing for a long time. It's like an old friend. But, you know, I think it, it's only recently that I discovered what it's really about."

You've got to give a little, take a little,
and let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
until the clouds roll by a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

As long as there's the two of us,
we've got the world and all it's charms.
And when the world is through with us,
we've got each other's arms.

You've got to win a little, lose a little,
yes, and always have the blues a little.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.
That's the story of, that's the glory of love.

As fair warning---because hey, I'm a fair guy and all, for a LLama---that when we've exhausted our repertoir for Beaches, we'll move on to Glitter.

Don't make me explode that bomb here---but you know I will if I have to!

Posted by Steve at March 30, 2006 06:21 AM | TrackBack