Tomato Lovin' Blues
(AKA: Lovi's Song)
Gramps left me and little Feli all alone.
Yeah, Gramps left us all alone.
Left all alone, our true weakness was shown.
I got stuck with that Tomato-jerk.
I had to move in with Tomato-jerk.
He thought I was a maid; tried to get me to work.
Feli teamed up with Potato-jerk.
Feli loves the Potato-jerk.
He's been corrupting my Feli, especially at work.
I tried to take my revenge.
Oh, I tried so hard to take my revenge.
But little Feli don't want me to avenge.
I hate having to call that Tomato-jerk boss.
I hate that Tomato-jerk is my boss.
Admittedly though, he makes a pretty good pasta sauce.
Hehe, I had to write a blues song for my rock history class, so I figured I would share this. Lack of inspiration and one of my profs talking about Italy led to this. It's terrible, but amusing at the same time.