Sunday, February 20, 2005
I wanna grow old with you
The Wedding Singer. My favourite movie of all time. Listening to Billy Idol introducing Robbie's classic song to Julia on the plane to Vegas just makes the timeless butterflies flutter in my tummy. So imagine my delight on finding it was being aired when I got to my Granny's place for dinner :)
Enough to make me forget about the absolute horror of having my wallet nicked today. Again. Enough to make me forget about the inevitability of never getting it back this time. A beach packed full of people forgettable faces and legs, ahhh forget it. Enough to make me forget about the nagging thoughts of my screwed up soci and democ papers. Enough to make me forget about my slightly sunburnt shoulder.
I wanna make you smileWhenever you're sadCarry you around when your arthritis is badAll I wanna do Is grow old with youI'll get you medicineWhen your tummy achesBuild you a fire if the furnace breaksIt could be so niceGrowin' old with youI'll miss you, kiss youGive you my coat when you are cold.Need you, feed you.I'll even let you hold the remote controlSo let me do the dishes in our kitchen sinkPut you to bed when you've had too much to drinkOh I could be the (wo)man Who grows old with youI wanna grow old with you.And that's exactly what I feel about you. About us.
Laid bare
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