Just as well that its 1203am now. Whatever was yesterday and before, I've been able to put down and leave it behind. Thanks, Tush. I didn't realise how much it was affecting me.

And at the same time, I've decided! haha. I'm quite excited about where I'm headed. BUT, to qualify this - relief, I guess - is that I have no idea how to get there yet. It'll come.. I'm just really really glad I've figured it out. Same as ever, it was a gut decision, made in spite of everything. I'll be able to sleep easier tonight =)

Finally:

1) I am Legend left me feeling like the aftermath of Crash

2) I wanna marry Yukio!!


Hehe.. It's time to start thinking about the resolutions... Come to think of it, I've not been excited about making resolutions for a loooooooooong time.

let fly

let loose and fly. Ditch your inhibitions and have the time of your life. Its a beautiful, exhilarating feeling that I can only indulge in when I know I'm safe.. So thank you guys, for watching my back and also for not killing me for conning you into this.. hehe..

I love you all!

With things like this.. who needs kiasu-ism or Singlish or even Anabelle to tarnish our reputation?

http://www.mda.gov.sg/wms.www/video.htm

WHAT IS THE CENSORSHIP BOARD DOING ALLOWING SUCH MOCKERY OF OUR COUNTRY TO BE ONLINE!!!!!

Thank you to the powers that be, I am eternally grateful for the friends I have. They are the bestest in the world.

Now next, you gotta send me the hot guys. Like soon can?

19 Nov

Sometimes I love it when Life proves me wrong and gives that bag of cynicism a good punch in the gut.

For a while now, I've learnt and accepted the fact that job satisfaction is like true love - Everyone longs for it, waxes lyrical about it, but few experience it at all, much less have a constant source of it.

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Edit on 20 Nov:

Ok so i fell asleep while writing the post. haha. here's the rest of it.

This past weekend must have been the longest I've worked in a long while. Friday was collation from 11pm til 5am. Then on Saturday night, after a lovely dinner with the ladies, went back to the event to see how things were. That was about 1230am on Sunday. From there, it was non-stop til Monday evening at 9pm. I can't count the hours correctly. haha.

Despite the hours and the stress, it felt really really good. The sense of camaraderie's something I really appreciate and unfortunately, haven't had the privilege of being part of for a long long time. Every morning after a night of no sleep was exciting, and I hardly felt tired until we slowed down. And this is the kind of satisfaction I need to get from my job. And this is the kind of dedication I want to give to my job.

So.

Is this the job? I still don't know. Mostly because I'm still quite stoned but there are many many other things to consider.

Well, I loved the weekend anyway. It was truly inspirational in more ways than one. And I envy the dedication and strength in the team, especially those who led the way and carried us on their awearied backs every step of the way.

Thank you.

Meditation.

I float on a lily pad.
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.

I float on a lily pad.
It is still, on a mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.

I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.

Sianz...

Take a deep breath.

... I float on a lily pad...

Meditation.

I float on a lily pad.
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.

I float on a lily pad.
It is still on the mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.

I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.

Sianz...

Take a deep breath.

... I float on a lily pad...

sentimentality gently coiled its tendrils

searching,

comforting,

reassuring,

inhibiting,

immobilizing.

Paralysis takes over.

And I am frozen with fear.

I tasted, was blown away and now I crash and burn.

Another souffle.

Damn.

Since when was wearing a t-shirt not lawful?

http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/307126/1/.html

tribute

Some people are good for the heart, some for the mind, and others for the soul. It doesn't matter what you do with them or how much time you spend with them, they're just good for you. We'll all do well to keep them close.

thank you =)

Some people are good for the heart, some for the mind, and others for the soul. It doesn't matter what you do with them, they're just good for you.

Action - Reaction

"What the gay community does in private is their private space," said Mr Tan, an executive director of a not-for-profit organisation. - Quote from the CNA website

And I totally agree with you, Mr Tan. Which is why the law of a country should keep out of this private space. Your views, Mr Tan and that of "The Majority" as you call yourself, should not be imposed on the parts of other people's private lives that clearly do not concern you. There is no "silent majority" that supports you. If they are silent, that means they are not concerned enough to support anyone. You cannot lay claim on an indifferent population.

Indifference is NOT support.

Doesn't anyone in this country get that?

Notes to self from some time ago..

29 Aug 07

dreams, complete opposite faces of the same coin. Scares you to hell. In the same breath a peek into happy endings of beautiful possibilities and a backhanded slap of a reminder of all that is you that destroys.

16 Oct 07

I love us. The way we laugh together, joke together; find our way through the implicit, ignore the blatantly obvious. In however far we've come, there is further to go and wherever we end up, we will always have what we've had and more.

A Rainy night 07
a flame tree, stoic in the night
breeze

unyielding in the hurricane of passion, bent over backwards

a flame tree, stoic in the night
breeze

12 Oct 07
l am a mean person. Feeling happy for the heroine who gets the hottie is beyond me.

15 Oct 07
it is only on days when the ocean is not enough that you discover the sky. And that vastness and the grace of its existence can only be uplifting.

17 Oct 07
I am a slave to my history. For every moment of triumph, there is a daunting, haunting expectation looming in my future. I am torn between fulfilling my future and fulfilling me.

Chance, and hope

A drink for one is never fun
A sip deadens the pain
She's sick of games and learning names
She puts her black book away
She scans the place for a friendly face
Suddenly everything has changed
He took a chance on romance without knowing her name

So he moved in on a whim
And now her house is their home
She forgets the days of the drunken haze
And waiting by the phone
They lie in bed with nothing said
As she gently falls asleep
He thinks about how life would be if they didn't meet

The doctor and the DJ took it all in stride
I hope she knows that she'll make a beautiful bride

It's funny how life can change at the drop of a dime
All it takes is a little faith that everything is fine
So I raise my glass to better times
I'm glad that I didn't miss my chance to see and end to misery

The doctor and the DJ took it all in stride
I hope she knows that she'll make a beautiful bride

Doctor and the DJ - Her Space Holiday

I get it - It will never happen. Then why can't i get over it?!?!

La Petite Mort

Drizzle a tiny stream of hot chocolate over a perfectly risen souffle.

Pierce through the delicate, spongy exterior to excavate a teaspoonful and bring it towards your mouth.

Prepare for the caress of warm, caramel flavoured comfort as the impossibly light custard fills the cavity of your mouth, followed by an almost orgasmic rush of adrenaline as the hotter flow of pure, exhilarating chocolate rolls over your tongue and makes your toes curl and fills you with a desperate need to groan with the waves of pleasure hitting you over and over again. A buzz flows though your veins and you body clenches as sensations build towards a climax but just moments before you release a screamed prayer, an icy mint flavour cuts in to cool off the hot and painful pleasure, slowing down your pounding heart, relief washes over entire body.

The After Eight Souffle by The Chocolate Factory. I could only bear 2 spoonfuls.

Dear God, you have my infinite gratitude for creating the genius and inspiration for such a divine creation.

The L Word

Ok I really need to think more before I can properly write a review but in a nugget, its a soap with proper acting. it does get a little trashy sometimes but it at least feels very real. Not sure if it really is life-like and maybe not everyone will get the political and social messages without some prompting but it is definitely a good watch!

and shane is so hot!! i am so in love!!

*swoon&sigh*

An ideal death

Ready.

Set.

Ok, let's go.

boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
shit.. i hate to say this
boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
but losing my laptop feels a helluvalot like breaking up.
-tush- says:
whyyyy
boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
heart pain and i'm missing it already!
boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
i feel like crying!
.
.
.
boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
i think this is like.. fear of losing it
boo needs a Buy-a-Macbook fund... *tear* says:
this is the " oh god is he going to dump me" part

Hello y'all!!

I never expected to say this at this age but these past couple of days, I've been insanely contented. haha.. Being in Canberra, and more because of staying with Tush and Sharon, I've found a lifestyle that's come as close to my ideal as ever. Reading by the lake, (cold spray and pigeon terrorists included), having coffee and meals at places that are unique and appreciated for their individual decor, atmosphere and flavours like Jones the grocer, the turkish place, Koko Black, and the best, only because I've missed it so much - Nando's! haha..

Most of all, dinners at home and each other's homes. I love the company who have been so readily accepting of meeting new people and being inclusive during conversations.

And as natural as it is to Tush and co, (hehe) it isn't something that is on the spur of the moment. Hosts plan a week ahead and so do guests, and they won't cancel at the last minute because their tired. You might argue that they don't have the work load we do but it doesn't mean we can break our own word right? So to all whom I've done this to - my sincerest apologies. I will not do it again. And I will of course, endeavour to cook and treat you to something vaguely edible, with lots of wine at mine's.

It really isn't the lifestyle in Singapore but since when have I made that my benchmark, right? So at this moment I'm quite determined to live as I feel I should. That means deciding when I will cook and make time to get grocceries and go home early. That means I will plan what to do during the weekends, even if it is to go to the beach to read, so that I will be able to do it, and then I can start liking my life again.

As a matter of course, the same goes to work as well - phew..

Righto.. here’s post 1 of the HOLIDAY!!!

Haha..

They day didn’t start too wonderfully with a load of stuff to do.. but thankfully we had a meeting that ended early so I didn’t have to worry about missing my flight.. thank goodness!

Dinner with Popeyes was nice, with Ridz and there after… was the flight! One of the more interesting flights, I must say. I was seated between 2 guys – on the left was a nice cute Italian who didn’t speak much English and was really into his PSP. Haha.. and on the right was a Bulgarian fellow who was reading – guess what? Chaucer! Haha.. a Bulgarian translation of Chaucer, beat that! We started talking about it and he’s apparently read Tolstoy, and other European authors. When was the last time you met someone who’s not a teacher or student and reading such literature for leisure? Even though he wasn’t fluent in English, we had a lovely conversation about tone and nuances that are lost in the translation process.. nothing really academic but it was totally fun! Haha.. and the best part – He’s a truck driver living in Sydney. I love the world outside Singapore!!!

So now I’m at the airport, 8am Sydney time and waiting for the coach into Canberra. I managed to park myself right next to a power socket – yippee!! Unfortunately, wireless internet costs A$14.50 an hour so you’re getting a delayed post here…

But back to Sydney.. half the people here are asian.. I’m glad I decided to head for Canberra instead.. haha.. but it also means that the people, in general, look twice better than Singapore. Obviously it’s not that all non-asians look good but they just seem to carry themselves with this confidence, regardless of whether they are the “common folk” or musicians or snowboarders that they are so much more attractive than the Asians who seem lost in their environment. Even when they’re in the majority back in Singapore.. sad isn’t it?

I hope I can find the iRiver Clix here.

Oh, and I LOVE THE COLD!!!!

Dinner was wonderful!

Whoppa!!!! I'm off!!! off!!! off!!!!

Yeeeeeoweeeee!!!

hahahhahahahhaha

Love you all!

Remembering old loves .. and John Mayer *smile*

Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I tried to forget you
I tried to stay away
But it's too late

Over you
I'm never over
Over you
Something about you
It's just the way you move
The way you move me

I'm so good at forgetting
And I quit ever game I play
But forgive me, love
I can't turn and walk away

Back to you
It always comes around
Back to you
I walk with your shadow
I'm sleeping in my bed
With your silhouette

should have smiled in that picture
If it's the last that I'll see of you
It's the least that you
Could not do

Leave the light on
I'll never give up on you
Leave the light on
For me too

Back to me
I know that it comes
Back to me
Doesn't it scare you
Your will is not as strong
As it used to be

Life's precious moments..

"High"nanese Chicken Rice...

haha.. thanks guys!

“Once we get to the end of this song, then it will begin again.” So you said in our bed. I was watching light slip through blinds to find your skin. “So take your medicine and I won’t ask where you’ve been. Live your lost weekend, I know you’ve wanted it. Get big, little kid. And I can't say why each day doesn’t quite fit the space we saved for it.” But if that space now demands that you throw up both your hands and call it quits... “Take your midnight trip. I know you’ve dreamed of it. Walk your sunset strip, because I think you’ve needed it to get big, little kid. But just remember that our love only got this good because of the younger days that you'd like to outstrip. So drink your cup down to the dregs and leave that club on shaking legs with another guy, but remember: I'm not him. Take your medicine and I won=t ask where you’ve been. Live your lost weekend, I know you’ve wanted it. Get big, little kid. And once we get to the end of this song, then another will begin.”

Coffee in Love.jpg

It's been a while since I've been so moved by a picture. One I can hardly bear to look at for more than a second.

Here's the definition of "bittersweet"

haha.. and yes, I envy them.

Thanks Jenn, and cuppacoffeelovers.com

Urges

Had the urge to write today. Too bad I couldn't find anyone to write to who wouldn't feel that its weird or to find it such a novelty that it becomes more interesting that what I had to say. Sad, isn't it that you can't share a thought through words and "delayed" communication anymore. Everything is instant and while that's exciting, it is also completely transient. There one moment, and lost the next. It's impossible to share it with anyone else other than whoever is online and interested. And it makes any experience completely shallow because that's all it is, a reaction to stimulation. Completely thoughtless and meaningless.

How is it that I have completely lost the skills for meaningful expression? How is it that in this day of technological wonders in communication, we have nothing of worth to communicate? When we are so precise with each calculation, we have all encompassing words that are "multi-functional" so you never really know the intensity of emotions and magnitude of thoughts.

And so here we are, with words that are meant to only be taken at face value because no one takes the time to think any deeper than the page it's written on. So perhaps it is a vicious cycle we save time by reading only for the essential, and help others by writing only the gist, and layer by layer we summarise the points, make everything concise so that it says only what it has to say to convey a fact that can be picked up at a glance.

So no one looks. And most certainly, no one sees.

dedicated to the girls

What gives, what helps
The Intuition
I'll know, I'll know
(Oh) I won't have to be shown
The way home
And it's not about a boy
Although, although

They can lead you
Hide or reveal too

A destination known
Only by the one
Whose fate is overgrown
Piecemeal could break your home
And have
A love is not complete
With only heat

They can tease you
Break or complete you

And in came a heatwave
A merciful save

You choose, you chose
Poetry over prose

A map is more unreal
(Oh) Than where you've been
Or how you feel
And it's impossible to tell
How important something was
And what you might have missed out on
And how it might have changed it all

Did I, did I miss out on you?


Intuition- Feist

A wish for Love.

What i miss most, is sharing life's tiny pleasures

- in a thought-

in a happy, dancey dinner =)

a compelling movie

Flowers in the sun =)

scintillating music.

I still love you. But we're ok. There will be something more that is truer to us and more beautiful than we can ever imagine. Then we will each create a philosophy, feast, epic, eden and kick ass rock concert for the world. And as we stand on that stage, each suddenly alive and each complete, we will remember,

the thoughts
the dinners
the movies
the flowers in the sun
Bangkok Rock

*grin*

Loneliness, don't come around here
I've boarded up all the doors
There's nothing to give no more

A visit to my happy place
On a sunny afternoon.

It was warm and cold,
and crisp and mellow

Hundred brown bottles, standing on the wall
and two brown bottles, accidentally fell.

And so we were there.
And so I was there.

On a visit to my happy place
On a sunny afternoon.

a flame tree

a flame tree, stoic in the night
breeze

unyielding in the hurricane of passion, bent over backwards

a flame tree, stoic in the night
breeze

Event idea of the Year!!

-tush- says:
are we planning something fun?
boo~ i still don't says:
singles night out where if you're single, you're single, and if your not single, you pretend
boo~ i still don't says:
and we go out, flirt like mad and realise no one is interested so the pretend singles go back and are comforted that they have a partner and the single singles are motivated to look harder for rich me

Boys and Girls who are interested, please leave your name and if this ever happens, we'll send you an invite!!

Falling in love is so hard on the knees

Whoever's whining about this should try breaking up.

i think its finally time to move on.

ok.i will stop. it's taking more of me than i care to give it so i will stop. i refuse to be an afterthought.

Hmm i was just reading through some opinions on the issues of decriminalising homosexuality in singapore.

Here's my take at 3am in the morning:

Really, why do you bother with a society that wants you only for your economic contribution and if you are just like them? Assuming their argument that decriminalising will cause straight people to become gay and just because people have and alternative lifestyle to choose from, everyone will ignore who they really are and jump on the bandwagon, what they are saying is that they don't trust themselves to do the "right thing" when they can choose not to. These are people who put their insecurities ahead of your basic rights as a human being. You won't tolerate friends who force you wear the same ugly clothes as them so that they wont look ugly, so why should you try so hard to convince these scared little people who obviously can't think straight?

Go and live the life you need to live. Dont waste it on little frogs in wells. It is quite a defeatist attitude and there are those for whom their family and friends mean alot to them so they will continue fighting. Good for you and I wish you luck but don't get your hopes up too high. There's no point feeling like a loser for failing to improve the lives of those who are quite happy stuck in the mud as they are.

is it time out already?

the social fabric today is made up of ironies.

The world wide web lets you reach out to people on the otherside of the world and disguise your true self from your friends.

Apartment blocks can house hundreds of people within 2 football fields for decades yet the concrete walls block out the screams coming from less than 3 feet away.

Literacy which put millions of words and ideas into our minds created a society that wants to communicate that wealth of knowledge in bullet points, in acronyms, and summaries.

And the very tools that lets one learn about other cultures allows one to disrespect another and do away with courtesies simply because one can ignore the other.

had 3 dreams last night.

1) nightmare
2) lovely salmon in Chinatown in NY
3) Robbie Williams.

someone remind me to tell the stories later

the first time we ever got a chance to be alone, we knew
it was wrong to do
guess that's why i was drawn to you
the 2nd time leads to the 3rd, the 5th, the 7th time
I feel so alive, it won't last but it's alright
fleeting joy and fading ecstasy
here it goes again, oh
sneaking fruit from the forbidden tree, the sweet taste of sin

and I'm doing it again
yes I'm doing it again
oh, I'm doing it again
I said it would end
but here it goes again

this time you told me you saw me at the same motel
you said you knew me well
I had that familiar smell
you asked me how am I ever gonna learn to put my trust in you
like you want me to, 'cause I know what you're prone to do
accusations fly like bullets do
here it goes again, oh
you know me, because you're doing it too
it's like it never ends, never ends

oh you're doing it again
yes you're doing it again
oh you're doing it again
you said it would end
but here it goes again, and again, and again

damn I love you, but this is crazy
I have to fight you almost daily
we break up so fast, then we


we make up so passionately
why can't we just trust each other
you can't hate me and be my lover
passion ends, the pain begins
I come back

and we're doing it again
yes we're doing it again
oh, we're doing it again
we said it would end
but here it goes again

each time you call me home in a sweet refrain
say that things have changed, take away the pain
and you flash back to the first time you put your spell on me
you enveloped me, you feel good as hell to me
one moment leads to another few
here we go again, oooh
leaving you is oh so hard to do
I just can't pretend, can't pretend

I keep doing it again
oh, I'm doing it again
yes I'm doing it again
I said it would end
oh, oh, oh, oh

oh I'm doing it again
I said it would end
oh, oh, oh, oh
oh, I'm doing it again
I said it would end
but here it goes, again

At this particular time, you are feeling that you are or were unjustly and undeservedly treated and/or betrayed in your hopes and dreams. You feel that everything is against you. But look on the bright side for you are, whether you believe it or not, a survivor.

You are a leader in every sense of the word. You know where you are going and you know what you need to do in order to get there. You exercise an inherent initiative in overcoming obstacles and difficulties. You either hold, or wish to achieve, a position of authority by means of which full control can be exerted over events.

It's the time of year that you are apt to become extremely restless and emotionally withdrawn. This is preventing you from becoming deeply involved with a person or persons within your sphere of influence. If you are willing to 'let go' and release your inhibitions you will find that a great deal of physical satisfaction will result, far more than perhaps you even believed you were capable of.

For some time now your hopes and expectations have been denied and because of this you are becoming withdrawn and introverted. Continual disappointment has manifested itself in you becoming both suspicious and restrained you have become withdrawn from others and have receded more and more into yourself. You seem to have lost your innate enthusiasm and imaginative nature, for fear that you may be carried away by it only to find that you are wasting your time. You are loath to trust people, as in the past your trust has been misplaced. You seem to be keeping yourself cautiously aloof from others. At this moment in time your attitude is to trust nobody - until they can prove themselves to you.

You are moody and depressed at this time but it will pass. All of your hopes and dreams seem to have gone astray and you are fearful of planning further for the future. Disappointment at the non fulfilment of your hopes and the fear that to formulate fresh goals will only lead to further setbacks have resulted in considerable anxiety and you try to escape from this by withdrawing into yourself. But that is not the answer. You have the power to succeed, believe in yourself... all is possible to him who believes.

check yourself out

save room for my love
save room for a moment to be with me
save room for my love save a little
save a little for me
won't you save a little
save a little for me

- JL

I had a dream.

In it i was happy.

We took a drive around.

I was lauging, and so were you.

Then it was time to go home.

But we didnt.

Then we did.

And I was sad.

Hello there,

I would like to demand to be a bratty bitch, please.

Like now would be absolutely lovely.

Thank you!

It is four a.m.

So who am I.

What do I want to be.

What am I in this world.

What am I looking for?

Lost.

clearer with beer

and so it is

and so it has to be

a bird in a gilded cage is a dead bird nonetheless.
Unkept promises of abandonment will not keep it alive.

please...

I need my squad of cheerleaders!! where are my monday cheerleaders?!?!

thoughts on a bus

A turning tide
Lovers at a great divide
why d'you laugh
When I know that you hurt inside?

And why d'you say
It's just another day, nothing in my way
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna stay
So there's nothing left to say?
And why d'you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don't know what you lie for anyway
Now there's nothing left to say

A tell-tale sign
You don't know where to draw the line

And why d'you say
It's just another day, nothing in my way
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna stay
So there's nothing left to say
And why d'you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don't know what you lie for anyway
Now there's nothing left to say

Well for a lonely soul, you're having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you're having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you're having such a nice time
You're having such a nice time

For a lonely soul, you're having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you're having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you're having such a nice time
You're having such a nice time

While having myself a cuppa lovin'...

So there's my cuppa, and here's the reminiscin'..

I miss my little room with the big window.
And the view out into the sky.
Where over a little hill,
Is where the sunsets lie.

We're huddled against the heater,
On that little fold out bed,
Watching Stephen Chow
Fall over his own head.

And then quite out of now where,
I gave a little squeal.
"It's snowing its snowing!"
Oh I can remember how that feels!

We push open that giant window
and climb out onto the ledge
To watch the rest of the street
all go a little mad.

hehe..

As one by one the snow flakes fell
and settled on our noses,
we felt them on our cheeks
pretty and soft - like roses.

It filled me with a wistful yearning
for life to always be like that
But alas I'm here.
What happened to that?

I miss the winter
I miss being carefree
I miss the friendship
I miss me.

Me.

maybe i just dont want to do this anymore. whine.

23 and counting...

it has barely begun.. and sometimes i can't wait for it to end. Still, it has been and experience and theres nothing better to do with it than learn and move on. But history likes to repeat itself, unfortunately.

its time to get off that bed and step into your Possibility. but please dont trip over your feet.

Hehe...

"She's My Man"

This town was built on muddy stilts
By the lunatic parade
It rains like Revelations
Gonna wash these freaks away
Some girls wanna hold your hand
And some girls like to pray
Well my girl takes her drinks
With dust and rusty razor blades

As I lie between these covers
I wanna tell her that I love it
When she chokes me in the
Backseat of her riverboat 'cause

She's my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more

Someday soon, this dank lagoon's
Gonna sink right into hell
They'll hide you from Big Ida
At the Sho' Enough Hotel
The Ladies of the evening's just
A tombstone in your bed
Well my girl eats a wounded preacher
'tween two loaves of bread

I know she's up to something
But how can I run when she's just
Keel-hauled twenty-on to nothing
I'll stay next to the steel coal oven 'cause

She's my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more

All you need's just a fist of a tear-stained bunny
When the good ship comes to town
Who said loves a bitch'll sit next to me honey
Because this old boat's gonna run aground
I don't want to be the burden
Or your jealous bastard
I don't wanna be the Tarzan of your next epic disaster

She's my man
And we got all the balls we need
When you taste that pavement
You're amazed
She smells your sympathy
So bye bye ladies
May the best queen hold the crown
For the most bush sold on the levee
My my, how word gets around
She strangles for a good time
And she kills my self-control
She's my man, don't be too sad sonny
'Cause she'll never be your woman no more

She's my man, can't you feel her comin'
She's my man, she's gonna keep you runnin'
She's my man, she's gonna teach you something
She's me, she's my man