She Too Rah'd My Loo Rah'd

November 10, 2009 8:57 AM

A love song, and, possibly, an extremely flithy one; second song for the Peter O'Tooles.


She's not the richest girl girl I knew
Nor the prettiest I ever sawed
But Oh my God how I miss her so
She too-rah'd my loo-rah'd

I forgave her for her many mistakes
We make them; we're all flawed
But there's one thing she always done right
She too-rah'd my loo-rah'd

And my girl knew how to cook
She had a genius for handling cod
The only thing she did better so:
She too-rah'd my loo-rah'd

I showed photos to me friends
And the found her somewhat of
They couldn't believe what she done to me
She too-rah'd my loo-rah'd

I made a promise to me gal
And crossed me heart and swore to God
I'd never look at another so long as she
She too-rah'd my loo-rah'd

When we're old I'll love her so
Not mind her aging facade
Let's draw the windows and turn out the light
She too-rah my loo-rah'd

posted by Astro Zombie (1 comment total)

"She had a genius for handling cod."

heh heh heh
posted by not_on_display at 10:19 AM on November 10, 2009

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