THE BELLE ISLE RATS
America's Kings of the Odd Song
2005 "Not Much Better"
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Not Much Better
The Bufferin is kickin' in, the Tylenol was a good call
and the only thing keepin me goin', is the Motrin
I've taken so much vitamin C, there's a citrusy kind of smell, when I pee
and I've got the chills so bad, I have to wear a sweater
I'm not much better
I'm still feelin' bad, you still make me mad, I'm a most unhappy lad
I'm not much better
still have a hacking cough, so sick of chicken broth, yeah you still piss me off
No I'm not much better
The chiropractor tweaked my spine, my psychoanalyst tried to analyze my mind
and at one juncture, I tried acupuncture
I've had EKG's and MRI's, been poked up there where the sun don't shine
and when the nurse tried to give me a shot I wouldn't let her
So I'm not much better
I'm still feelin' bad, you still make me mad, I'm a most unhappy lad
I'm not much better
I still don't feel so good, really wish I could, I like Balsa wood
No I'm not much better
all the cookies that I've tossed
they exact a hefty cost
friends I've missed and time I've lost
after all these years I'm still ill
I'm not much better
I'm In Love
I'm in love with the love that I'm in
I'm still reeling from those romantic feelings
you make me smile
I'm in love with the love that I'm in
I've got a weakness, for your sweetness
and I like your style
I'll take you to dinner, and we'll go dancing
We'll shake it to the hustle and the mambo
Then I'll take you to dine with me at Panda Express
and I'll treat you to a three-item combo
That crazy cupid, he used more than arrows this time
He sprayed armor piercing bullets through my torso
And when that day finally arrives and I see you face-to-face
the love that I have for you will be more so
Oh I'm in love!
Yes I am, oh yeah!
Airhead
There's a whistling sound when you walk
but it's not coming from your lips
it's coming from the space in between your ears
wide enough for two passing ships
there's a low pressure system blowing in
from the area around your mouth
and thunderheads are forming in your brain
and your thoughts are just one big cloud
you're nothing but an airhead, airhead
you're nothing but an airhead, hey
you're nothing but an airhead, airhead
You're nothin' but an airhead, baby, yeah
it isn't hot or cold, still or windy
cool, calm or warm
there's got to be something goin’ on in your mind
but I know isn't any brainstorm
your personality's a cold front
I can feel the chill from here
your attitude blows like the jet stream
you're out of touch like the stratosphere
you're nothing but an airhead, airhead
you're nothing but an airhead, hey
You're nothing but an airhead
SOLO
you're nothing but an airhead, airhead
you're nothing but an airhead, hey
you're nothing but an airhead, airhead
You're nothin' but an airhead, baby, yeah
and you're not very nice
"I like it Mike!"