Wow.. you girls finally show up and now i have to go get in the shower! I'm going out tonight with lauren. but i will be back on to play t or d when i get home around 12:30 or so my time!!! until then.. give em hell and tell everyone to be ready for "drunk carla" when i get back!!!
Dear Mr. President, Come take a walk with me. Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me. I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street? Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? What do you feel when you look in the mirror? Are you proud?
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye And tell me why?
Dear Mr. President, Were you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? Are you a lonely boy? How can you say No child is left behind? We're not dumb and we're not blind. They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell.
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay? I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry? How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high? Can you even look me in the eye?
Let me tell you 'bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you 'bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you 'bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work You don't know nothing 'bout hard work Hard work Hard work Oh
How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high? Dear Mr. President, You'd never take a walk with me. Would you?
just felt like singing and having a few drinks.....
"If It Makes You Happy"
I've been long, a long way from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos, And drank til I was thirsty again We went searching through thrift store jungles Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, o.k. I made this up I promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad
You get down, real low down You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train Well who hasn't been there before? I come round, around the hard way Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread And serve you french toast again
Well, o.k. I still get stoned I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad We've been far, far away from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos And everywhere in between Well, o.k. we get along So what if right now everything's wrong?
If it makes you happy It can't be that bad If it makes you happy Then why the hell are you so sad
Happy hour... bars open!!!
you should join us tonight kimmy!! starts up about 8pm and i will back for it around midnight or a lil after!! i'm carla btw!!! hope to see you there!