from youtube:
A song about Olive Oyl from Popeye's perspective, maybe.
Lyrics:
I'm only handsome when she
wants something
she only likes me
with a catch
She's only happy when
I'm doing something for her
She only plays ball
when I fetch.
Our love is conditional.
She's always talking
seldom interested
in anything I have
to say
She's fickle when she's not
dismissing me
we only go dutch
when I pay.
Our love is conditional.
I don't much care for Olive Oyl. She's not very nice to Popeye, Bluto, Brutus, or any of the gentlemen that are interested in her. And Popeye's so nice to her.
Oh well, I still love Popeye.
No comments:
Post a Comment