Santa Monica Girl _ new Sept 2015 poem for 2016 Whispering Angel poetry book @ mystrawhat.com & TheNewEveryDayMedia.com
Now I know I'm an average guy
And she's a hot pie-in-the-sky
On an average salary with chivalry
I'm gonna make her more than merry
With big blue eyes & lips cherry red
She'll steal your face off your head
Yeah that girl living in Santa Monica
Strutting down the Boulevard to132
Meeting her at Ye Old King's Head
For a beer but not having any food
Hope you're in the mood for a ride
We're taking a handful of HWY
Been waiting all week for the beach
Not in Santa Monica it's at Topanga
Sure my six-pak may be a little weak
It looks ok laughing with sandy feet
Feel'n hippie chic at Topanga beach
Making her laugh without making fun
Of anyone else. Don't need that debt
We walk along the beach town - let
Me say it as I said before - I
Know I'm just your average kinda guy
And she's a hot pie-in-the-sky
On an average salary with chivalry
I'm gonna make her more than merry
With big blue eyes & lips cherry red
She'll steal your face off your head
Strutting down the Boulevard to 132
Now back at the Ye Old King's Head
Back to where today we got a start
Money won't buy a key to her heart
She's already got a life out of gold
Say goodbye Santa Monica Blvd.
I'm headed back to Topanga Canyon
Written Sunday September 2015
By John Alan Conte Jr.
mystrawhat.com
&
TheNewEveryDayMedia.com
(Chris Robinson Brotherhood is in town tonite at Mr. Small's Theater)
Santa Monica Girl _ new Sept 2015 poem for 2016 Whispering Angel poetry book @ mystrawhat.com & TheNewEveryDayMedia.com
Good wishes,
John
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