A songwriters notebook

Candy I Can't Have

She's quite the little dancer

She's quite the little tease
She puts her sweet temptation
on display for all to see
She loves to lean against me
To see how I'll react
She holds her love out to me
But she always pulls it back

Things I can't take on the airplane

I give to you these treasured things
Not a necklace or diamond ring
For that would be too much too soon
I fear that I would frighten you

Instead, I will award to thee
In hopes you will remember me
This evidence of my esteem
Things I can't take on the airplane

First World Problems

Baby's in Botswana ain't got nothing to eat
Mamma's in Mumbai ain't got shoes on their feet
soldiers in Somalia are fighting in the streets
it's not as if I'm not aware

gunners in Guiana are gunning people down
lovers in the Congo are spreading death around
turning on the news is enough to make you frown
it's not as if I just don't care

But I've got first world problems (yes I do)
man you know my lite is tough
my boss he doesn't get me
my freinds they just upset me
my lover doesn't love me quite enough

What can you do for a girl like April?

What can you do for a girl like April?
Pick her up each time she calls
hold her cause she’s still your baby
after all.

Just don’t ask too many question
push the details from your mind
offer all the hope and comfort
that you can find.

And damn that telephone
every time it rings
she goes back to the life
forsaking everything
She’s treasured and she’s loved,
but it’s just not enough.

I Can't Get Your Scent from My Pillows

I can't get your scent from my pillows

I can't get you out of my head

The sweet acrid  smell of Chanel seems to dwell

And brings you to mind once again

New Song Draft: Little Loser

oh, how I loved that little loser

what's that say?  What's that say?

oh, how I loved that little loser

what's that say?  What's that say…

about me?

Friend of a friend

Hey friend of a friend

I don't like what you just said

but there must be something 

to redeem you

must be something

I'm not getting


are you..

a husband and father?

are you really good and kind?

or are you just an asshole all the time?

New Song Draft: My Life goes on


September shoes
they go to school
they need new clothes
and coats to use
cause when it's cold
they look to me
to keep them warm
and how wish
that it was true
that I could share 
this all with you
My love is real
My love is gone
My life life goes on.


New Song: The Both Of Us

Baltimore is blue - and busted

I fell through the arms I trusted

she tried, but I, 

weighed way too much

blame me for - the both of us


Anger would be good,I guess

rage instead of emptiness

a game too pointless to discuss

blame me for - the both of us


love hangs together

Love falls apart

Love never truly dies

thats the saddest part

and i will be sorry 

til the day I die

til the day I die


I'd hold her harmless - if I held her now

and try again - to fix it all somehow

even though, I know - I could not give her enough

Blame me for - the both of us


Baltimore is blue - and busted

disappointed and disgusted

by my failure to adjust

Blame me for - the both of us.

Blame me for the both of us.

New Song: Ginny, could you love a man?


Ginny could you love a man?

Ginny do you think you can?

If your not really gay, but just kinda go both ways

Ginny could you love a man?


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