JIM HEWIT'S OOVRY
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SELFIE-STICK  BLUES

​SELFIE-STICK BLUES

When I was young,  I used to play
With my selfie-stick, night and day;
I'd bring it out at parties, Sunday-school too;
At boy scout camp,  it was the thing to do.
I loved my selfie-stick, I loved my selfie-stick,
But now my selfie-stick, it just don't work no more

My first girlfriend, she lived just round the block;
She’d eat burgers and Mars bars round the clock.
I thought my selfie-stick would take her mind off food,
But she said, "It's far too short", and got another dude.
She said my selfie-stick's too short, yeah, my selfie-stick's too short,
Yeah my selfie-stick's too short, it just don't work no more.

I met an older lady, she was full of charm;
She promised she'd take care of me and keep me from harm,
But when I took it out to get us together,
She said, "That thing's all bent, now just don't bother",
She said my selfie-stick's bent, oh, my selfie-stick's bent
Yeah my selfie-stick's bent, it just don't work no more 

My wife and I honeymooned at Acapulco beach;
I was real handsome, she was a peach,
But when I tried to use it in the throes of married bliss
She said, "It won’t fit, honey, we can't do nothing with this".
She said my selfie-stick won’t fit, no, my selfie-stick won’t fit,
My selfie-stick won’t fit, it just don't work no more

And now I'm getting old and well past my prime,
I can tell you something that happens all the time;
Every goddam woman will always try to prick
Your confidence by dissing your selfie-stick.
So just keep on using it, yeah, keep on using it,
Keep on using your selfie-stick until it don’t work no more.
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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