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To: abuelita who wrote (43055)4/25/2005 9:35:31 PM
From: Wharf Rat  Read Replies (1) of 104181
 
I love this town.
Hanabal called Malila the other day, and asked her if she wanted to go to the Yucatan for a week. He even paid for half; what a brother. I needed to give notarized permission. There was about 15 minutes of frantic phone calls, with Mall Rat and and Notary Gal juggling 2-3 calls at once. Ended up with me going to school to pick up the forms, and then off to the Post Office. Had to go into the newspaper office to xerox the forms. Notarized them on the hood of a pick-up in the parking lot. NoteGal is going to hook up later with MR and Ma.
Mall Rat says she is going to be elected student body prez tomorrow. No, we don't have Diebold. She's unopposed.

FZ

I love this town… like an unmade bed
I love this town… of the living dead
I love this town… gonna paint it red
If I can spare a minute

I love this town… where curtains twitch
Where this door scratches… next door’s itch
It’s a pantomime… at fever pitch
And we can all be in it

People here are large as life
They know the whole world and his wife
From a razor’s edge to a kitchen knife
They’ll be glad to help you

I love this town… of hidden charms
Where no one means… you any harm
And if you sleep… through false alarms
No one here would blame you

I love this town… on the beaten track
Where nothing slips… between the cracks
Her rent's arrears… his heart attack
Now isn’t that a shame, ooh!

Everyone’s friendly to your face
And everybody knows their place
As long as you respect their space
You won’t have to worry

The town hall clock is calling out
It’s rush hour on the roundabout
Now I know without a doubt
It’s the place for me…

I love this town… the dirty streets
It’s a merry-go-round… with broken seats
Where silk and lace… and satin sheets
Are only dirty washing

I love this town… down on its knees
It’s going under… by degrees
Still we can do… just as we please
As long as no one’s watching

I love this town… I love this town…
I love this town… I love this town…

Artist/Band: Griffith Nanci
Lyrics for Song: I Love This Town
Lyrics for Album: Hearts in Mind
(with Jimmy Buffett)
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