I've just learned to turn it off

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I Won't Send Roses (Mack & Mabel)

I won't send roses or hold the door
I won't remember which dress you wore
My heart is too much in control
The lack of romance in my soul
Will turn you grey, kid
So stay away, kid
Forget my shoulder when you're in need
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed
And should I love you, you would be the last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so

My pace is frantic, my temper's cross
With words romantic I'm at a loss
I'd be the first one to agree
That I'm preoccupied with me
And it's inbred, kid
So keep your head, kid
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve
But not the kind things that you deserve
And so while there's a fighting chance, just turn and go
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so

Comments

[setsuled.livejournal.com]

That's good.

I'd never even heard of Mack & Mabel before you posted this, but I love Mabel Normand. I'm not a big Mack Sennett fan, though.

[clarionj.livejournal.com]

I've never heard of Mack and Mabel. What era is it from?

Sonya, I've barely been able to get online or LJ because I'm swamped at work, but when you were doing that thing where people had to answer in quoted lines, you quoted some things I loved and I had wanted to ask you what they were from. I have to read more of at least two of them. Maybe I can go find that post of yours and then specify which ones.

And, you know, regarding your other post on the day out at KGB, etc. Your days are so full and rich--and I know it's what you make of them and that's a wonderful thing. I mean if you were here in my house you'd be making all these things around me alive too, I'm sure. It's just always good to read what your mind sees.