Lisa Bastoni: Music

In every way, she moves like water
To my stubborn salt and sand
To jealousy I fell
Like an empty oyster shell
Tossed from the back of the boat
To the ocean to a darkness I understand
Tossed from the back of the boat
To the ocean to a darkness I understand

Hey, yeah, I saw Jaws when I was five
I still won't go swimming
And I am twenty-five years old
Hey, yeah, I guess I am emotionally scarred
Love's a big fish, yeah, swallow you whole

I say it was awfully kind of you
To ask me down to the Cape for dinner
But how it hurts, to feel like dirt
As I watch you try to win her
You flirt, you compliment her skirt,
Touch her hand as she takes your plate
It's so sad to see this lovely weekend end
On such a perfectly rotten date
It's so sad to see this lovely weekend end
On such a perfectly rotten date

You could have had the love of a girl
Who would have granted every wish
But you'd rather have the waitress
At Captain Jack's Shack of Fried Fish

Chorus

I ran out of the restaurant
Back behind and down Rat's Alley
Where T.S. Eliot said t
The dead men lost their bones
I count my blessings I am safe
I count my fingers and my toes
It was a close call today by Buzzard's Bay
And now I'm going home
It was a close call today by Buzzard's Bay
And now I'm going home

Chorus


(c) and (p) 2002 Lisa Bastoni