You remember that song by Tom Waits called “Hold On”? You remember there’s a lyric in that song …”With charcoal eyes and Monroe hips…” oh wait. No, that isn’t the lyric I’m thinking of. It’s the lyric:
He gave her a dimestore watch and a ring made from a spoon
Everyone’s looking for someone to blame
“You share my bed you share my name
Well go ahead and call the cops; you don’t meet nice girls in coffee shops.”
She said “baby I still love you.
Sometimes there’s nothing left to do, but you’ve got to hold on.
Take my hand; stand right here. You gotta hold on.”
You don’t remember?
Hm.
Well, here’s the video to refresh your memory:
Remember a while back I said I wanted a ring made from a spoon? In fact, just yesterday I said that to my saucy co-worker. Well, guess what I found today at Sundog?
That’s right. I found a ring made from a spoon. It has made my whole day.
i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.