| Bootsy
Met A Bank Robber
by Barbara Lamb
Bootsy met a bank robber
Bootsy met a bank robber
Bootsy met a bank robber
Now Bootsy’s met her match
Oh he was handsome
Built like a brick house
He did the dishes
All her girlfriends really liked him
He wrote her poetry
And he’d dance all night
But Bootsy’s met her match
‘Cuz when she left town he took her jewelry to the pawn shop
When she left town, he drank her whiskey to the last drop
When she left town, he drove her car and he wrecked it
When she left town, he left her pets all neglected
He’s back in prison
Learning to knit and crochet
She goes to see him
On the family picnic day
She pays her phone bill
But she wouldn’t buy his yarn
“Cuz Bootsty’s met her match
‘Cuz when she left town he took her jewelry to the pawn shop
When she left town, he drank her whiskey to the last drop
When she left town, he drove her car and he wrecked it
When she left town, he left her pets all neglected
Bitter Pill
by Kathy Chiavola and Barbara Lamb
Please don't make me listen to one more sorry song
About the man who doesn't love you, the man who does you wrong
You drank up all my whiskey one too many nights
Talkin' 'bout that rotten man who never treats you right
You're whinin', cryin' all night long
I'm sick of all your carryin' on
No, he doesn't love you and he never will
It's time to face up to the truth
and take the bitter pill
We've been down the same road for way too many years
You're not gonna change him in spite of all your tears
Wake up and smell the coffee, you're driving me insane
You're like a broken record, I'm sick of hearing his name
You're whinin', cryin' all night long
I'm sick of all your carryin' on
No, he doesn't love you and he never will
It's time to face up to the truth
and take the bitter pill
You have made excuses for his every sin
He's married with twelve children, but it's soon to end
He drinks just a little, about a quart of gin
That's okay, he's in AA and you've forgiven him
You're whinin', cryin' all night long
I'm sick of all your carryin' on
No, he doesn't love you and he never will
It's time to face up to the truth
and take the bitter pill
Belly of the Beast
by John Cowan and Barbara Lamb
Damn this life that I’ve been living
Back in the belly of the beast
I’m forsaken, unforgiving
Doin’ my time to say the least
Days from nights you just can’t tell
In this hell
This is all I’ve ever known
Will this always be my home
One more chance is all I’m asking
Just one bridge that I won’t burn
Demons race but I run past them
To this place I’ll not return
I’ve stolen lives and settled scores
Behind these doors
With a chance I’m bound to change
Once and for all beyond these walls
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