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Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Rita's Song

Stew, you've inspired me...if this can be called inspired.

Rita (Sung to "Roxanne" by the Police)

Ri-ta
You don't have to hammer the rail spike
Those ways are over
You don't have to sweat in your cave all night

Ri-ta
You don't have to wear that apron tight
Work that steel for money
You don't care if it's armor for a knight

Ri-ta
You don't have to work by the firelight

I loved you since I met you
I came by to order horseshoes
I have to say though you're a heartless schlemiel
I won't share you with another goy
I know you're smithing's Charo
(Is your last name Moreno?)
And though your eyebrows will grow back again
It's a bad way

Ri-ta
You don't have to hammer the rail spike
Ri-ta
You don't have to hammer the rail spike

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