Please

Please - Nellie McKay

I mean I must have said

Please Lord send me a hard-luck childhood

Please Bub spare me a hot romance

Please lady gift me with genius not pleasure

Please Mrs Henry start me off without a chance

I must have said

Please sir let me lay in the sewer that claimed me

And let me wallow there even as I lose my sea

Please Mr Hula-Hoop keep on ballistic

You must be a man that got to be so sadistic

Please Lord I just love being me

For every mom and pop and college green

The harvest moon a lynchin' tree

'Cause an Americana misery

Makes what a mess of me

That underwater conversation

Hasn't got a clue

She should know