My Nouveau Bordello

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Tom Waits never thought'd'he'd catch himself singing Sha la la

in a song, till Jersey Girl. He thought the la la la was too trite. But, it's an excellent gritty Muppet longing song.



I don't know much about Jersey or Jersey girls, but I'd like to be one if Tom Waits sang this song to me. And we stayed up at old diners by crumbling docks till sunrise. And, then, mid-day, there was that opulent scruffy architecture of thick sun in our unmade bed in some lowdown, but clean, outta the way room.

Share a fantasy form a song/a time/a mood with me, won't you? Call me.


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