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Pastimes : Who Won't Be Down For Breakfast? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Solon who wrote (219)	9/18/2003 7:28:17 AM
From: Tom Clarke	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 12523

He was a wonderful children's author. When I gave my nephew one of his books my sister-in-law was a little put off by his photo on the dust jacket - he looks like a crazed biker. But she settled down when she saw what a great book it was. I'm not familiar with the Old Dawgs album, I'll have to look that up. Tompall Glaser did this one on the Wanted! album. It isn't very flattering to women, but it sounds funny as hell when sung. Put Another Log on the Fire Put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. And go out to the car and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me. Now don't I let you wash the car on Sunday? Don't I warn you when you're gettin fat? Ain't I a-gonna take you fishin' with me someday? Well, a man can't love a woman more than that. Ain't I always nice to your kid sister? Don't I take her driving every night? So, sit here at my feet 'cos I like you when you're sweet, And you know it ain't feminine to fight. So, put another log on the fire. Cook me up some bacon and some beans. Go out to the car and lift it up and change the tyre. Wash my socks and sew my old blue jeans. Come on, baby, you can fill my pipe, And then go fetch my slippers. And boil me up another pot of tea. Then put another log on the fire, babe, And come and tell me why you're leaving me.