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i_Phone  BLUES  (I_BLUES)

i_BLUES

Young people these days are addicted to their
i_Phones.   This song is the​ plea of a young man
to his girlfriend asking her to turn her i_Phone
off and just talk to him.

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 (Chorus -  sing after each verse)
​Turn your i_Phone off, honey
Turn your i_Phone off, won’t-ya
Turn your i_Phone off, pu-lee-eeze
I wanna talk to you.
 
When we go out driving in my Subaru car,
You’re sitting right beside me and before we’ve gone far,
I want to ask you how your day's been,
But you just don't hear me with your earphones in!
 
You're posting on Facebook or texting your friends,
Or tweeting on Twitter and following trends.
Your thumbs are goin' crazy like the wings on a bee.
This Social Media – it’s anti-social to me!
 
When my mother’s sitting in the passenger seat,
She’ll chat and gossip non-stop, she’s quite indiscreet
My dear old grandma will gas all day through
Even my satnav talks to me more than you do!
 
I used to think I was a really cool dude
But you prefer a video down-loaded from Youtube
You never take my picture, just selfie after selfie
Pouting and preening – it’s downright unhealthy!
 
I might pull a wheelie or a handbrake turn
Or get the back wheels spinning till the rubber burns
I’ll do anything to show how much I need ya
But you’d rather look up Bieber on Wikipedia!
 
 
 
 


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  • Home
    • Contact
  • Songs
    • Picture of GB without EU
    • Poutin's Out
    • Wild Drunken Lush
    • You Can't Do That
    • B-R-E-X-I-T
    • Ochone Blues
    • Bonnie Bessie Logan (Reply)
    • Selfie-Stick Blues
    • i_Blues
    • i_Blues (Reply)
    • Innovation Blues
  • Poems
    • The Wee Lass is Away
    • The Yachtsman
    • My Princes Street Girl
    • Willie Was There
    • The Mermaid's Daughter
    • The Five Sisters of Freuchie
    • A Decent Lass from Dairsie
  • Stories
    • His One True Love
  • Books
    • The Wazos >
      • Foreword
      • The Hoot Family
      • David and Victoria Peckem
    • Linden Bridge Is Falling Down
  • Bio/Blog
    • The Axe
    • A Cruel End
    • Poole's Roxy
    • THE RED MIST
    • Getting the Pea-Shooters
    • Driving the Jag
    • Holy Joe's Downfall
    • A Brush with Heroin
    • Fracas in Jablonna
    • A Near Thing in Auschwitz