December 03, 2006

I wrote a song

Damon, Fuller, and I went on a little road trip today and it inspired me to write lyrics to a song. I didn't write the music, because that is what other people get paid for. And in this case I wrote lyrics to the music of Maria, that fun little diddy from West Side Story. I wrote it as if I was the one singing.

Enjoy!

P.S. I didn't say it was a good song.

Alli:
(spoken)
Ikea

(sings)
A special import from Sweden:
Ikea, Ikea, Ikea, Ikea…
Modern home furnishings for living room or den…
Ikea, Ikea, Ikea, Ikea…

Ikea!
I just got back from the store called Ikea.
And now I have a craft chest
In pieces because it packs best
When flat.
Ikea!
We drove to Atlanta on I75 to Ikea.
Suddenly we spent hours
Seeing furniture with powers
For good!
Ikea!
There are couches, chairs, and beds
We got a slipcover and a pillow for my head.

Ikea!
I can’t wait to go back to Ikea.

Chattanooga needs the blue box.
Ikea.

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