Blue State Girl
(by Michael Clem)
My blue state girl met my red state folks
and oh, what a meal we had
My blue state girl picked the meat from her linguini
And gave the beef tips to my dad, Oh!
She gave the beef tips to my dad
My red state folks asked my blue state girl
To say a little bit about herself
But when she started going off about Che and Karl Marx
I pulled some red wine from the shelf, Oh!
I began to medicate myself
My blue state girl told my red state folks
The President was sending us to Hell
My red state folks told my blue state girl
the last president did as well, Oh!
They told her that the last one did as well
Well, my dad grabbed his gun, my girl grabbed her lawyer
They dueled and debated ’til the dawn
My blue state girl was illegitimizing George
My mom was bashing Senator John
My blue state girl, my red state folks
One pro-choice, the other pro-life
My red state folks said they liked her just fine
but would kill me if I made her my wife, Oh!
That doesn’t really sound pro-life
My blue state girl started in on Gay Marriage
My parents got a stiff upper lip
I started drinking red wine from a blue wine bottle
I tell you it was much more than a sip, Oh!
It certainly was one strange trip
They argued ’bout peace versus war
About who stole votes from Gore
They argued ’bout rich versus poor
NRA versus Michael Moore
My blue state girl met my red state folks
The meeting didn’t go that great
If I had to choose ‘tween the blue and the red
Before I joined the big debate, Oh!
I’d opt out for my own drunken state
My blue state girl met my red state folks
and oh, what a meal we had
My blue state girl picked the meat from her linguini
And gave the beef tips to my dad, Oh!
She gave the beef tips to my dad
copyright 2006 J Fish Music