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Words for today; There was a woman I thought I knew…(who’s working tonight?)

More to come; same blog time, same blog channel

Lyrics;

Take a Letter Maria

Song by

R.B. Greaves

Last night as I got home, about a half past ten
There was a woman I thought I knew in the arms of another man
I kept my cool, I ain’t no fool, let me tell ya what happened then
I packed some clothes and I walked out, and I ain’t goin’ back again

So, take a letter, Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gotta start a new life
Oh, take a letter, Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

You’ve been many things, but most of all a good secretary to me
And it’s time like this I feel you’ve always been close to me
Was I wrong to work nights to try to build a good life?
All work and no play has just cost me a wife

So, take a letter, Maria, no, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gotta start a new life
Oh, take a letter, Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta have a new life

When a man loves a woman, it’s hard to understand
That she would find more pleasure in the arms of another man

I never really noticed how sweet you are to me
It just so happens I’m free tonight
Would you like to have dinner with me?

Oh, take a letter, Maria, address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gotta start a new life
Oh, oh, take a letter, Maria, address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta have a new life
Oh, take a letter, Maria (oh-oh), address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home, gotta start a new life
Oh-oh, take a letter, Maria

Lyrics by Musixmatch

Posted by: Bruce | June 29, 2026

Itchycoo Park – Small Faces 1967

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Words for today; What did you do there? I got high.

More to come; same blog time, same blog channel

Lyrics

Itchycoo Park

Song by Small Faces

Over bridge of sighs
To rest my eyes in shades of green
Under dreaming spires
To Itchycoo Park, that’s where I’ve been

(What did you do there?) I got high
(What did you feel there?) Well, I cried
(But why the tears there?) Tell you why

It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

I’ll tell you what I’ll do (what will you do?)
I’d like to go there now with you
You can miss out school (won’t that be cool?)
Why go to learn the words of fools?

(What will we do there?) We’ll get high
(What will we touch there?) We’ll touch the sky
(But why the tears there?) I’ll tell you why

It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up, feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful
It’s all too beautiful
Huh

It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)
It’s all too beautiful (beautiful)

Songwriters: Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane. 

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Words for today; Immigration – The right checks, the right people, the right reasons, the right numbers.

NOT for buying votes to remain in power.
NOT because the U.N. says so;
NOT because the socialist/activist PM Albanese (and his bias to the Middle East) wants to fulfil his activist agenda from his Uni days, at Australia’s expense.
REFUGEES and asylum seekers are part of the big picture but subject to the same conditions.

More to come; same blog time, same blog channel

Some light reading ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜กโ˜น๏ธ
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Posted by: Bruce | June 23, 2026

Elusive Butterfly – Bob Lind (1966)

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Words for today; I might have even called your name

More to come; same blog time, same blog channel


Elusive Butterfly

    You might wake up some mornin’
    To the sound of something moving past your window in the wind
    And if you’re quick enough to rise
    You’ll catch the fleeting glimpse of someone’s fading shadow

    Out on the new horizon
    You may see the floating motion of a distant pair of wings
    And if the sleep has left your ears
    You might hear footsteps running through an open meadow

    Don’t be concerned, it will not harm you
    It’s only me pursuing something I’m not sure of
    Across my dreams with nets of wonder
    I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

    You might have heard my footsteps
    Echo softly in the distance through the canyons of your mind
    I might have even called your name
    As I ran searching after something to believe in
    You might have seen me runnin’
    Through the long-abandoned ruins of the dreams you left behind
    If you remember something there
    That glided past you followed close by heavy breathin’

    Don’t be concerned, it will not harm you
    It’s only me pursuing somethin’ I’m not sure of
    Across my dreams with nets of wonder
    I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

    Across my dreams with nets of wonder
    I chase the bright elusive butterfly of love

    Songwriters: Bob Lind. For non-commercial use only.

    Posted by: Bruce | June 6, 2026

    Live It Up – Mental as Anything 1985

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    Words for today; How can you see looking through those tears?

    More to come; same blog time, same blog channel

    Lyrics

    How can you see looking through those tears?
    Don’t you know you’re worth your weight in gold?
    I can’t believe that you’re alone in here
    Let me warm your hands against the cold

    A close encounter with a hard hearted man
    Who never gave half of what he got
    Has made you wish that you’d never been born
    That’s a shame ’cause you got the lot

    Hey, yeah you, with the sad face
    Come up to my place and live it up
    You, beside the dance floor
    What do you cry for, let’s live it up

    If you smiled the walls would fall down
    On all the people in this pickup joint
    But if you laughed, you’d level this town
    Hey, lonely girl, that’s just the point

    Hey, there you, with the sad face
    Come up to my place and live it up
    You, beside the dance floor
    What do you cry for, let’s live it up

    Just answer me the question why
    You stand alone, by the phone, in the corner and cry
    Hey, baby

    How can you see looking through those tears?
    Don’t you know you’re worth your weight in gold?
    I can’t believe that you’re alone in here
    Let me warm your hands against the cold

    If you smiled the walls would fall down
    On all the people in this pickup joint
    But if you laughed, you’d level this town
    Hey, lonely girl, that’s just the point

    Hey, there you, with the sad face
    Come up to my place and live it up
    You, beside the dance floor
    What do you cry for, let’s live it up

    Let’s live it up
    Live it up
    Mmm, live it up
    Hey, there you
    With the sad face
    Come up to my place
    Come up to my place, baby

    Hey, there you, with the sad face
    Come up to my place and live it up
    You, beside the dance floor
    What do you cry for, let’s live it up

    You, with the sad face
    Come up to my place and live it up
    You beside the dance floor
    What do you cry for, let’s live it up

    Songwriters: Andrew Macarthur Smith. For non-commercial use only.

    Data From: Musixmatch

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    Words for today; It’s Saturday night at the disco for a solitary man.

    More to come; same blog time, same blog channel

    Lyrics

    Close your eyes, close the door
    You don’t have to worry any more
    I’ll be your baby tonight

    Shut the light, shut the shade
    You don’t have to be afraid
    I’ll be your baby tonight

    Well, that mockingbird’s gonna sail away
    We’re gonna forget it
    That big fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon
    But we’re gonna let it, you won’t regret it

    Kick your shoes off, do not fear
    Bring that bottle over here
    I’ll be your baby tonight

    Data from Musixmatch

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