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Lisa Rose – Vocals, acoustic guitar, music & lyrics
Mary Flower – Guitar
Doug Cox – dobro

Lyrics

4. Rhetorical Blues©

Bad boys and good girls, words make it so; bad boys and good girls go with the flow;
Body brine when you’re in deep keeps you swimming low.
Body brawn when you’re in deep feel the undertow?
Glad times and sad times, hear my storied woes; glad times and sad times, stories we all know
about bad boys and good girls, bad boys and good girls, bad boys and good girls, words make it so.

Unmaking the bed, pillows to and fro; unmaking my bed, pillows flung below.
He said, infinite pillows; I answered, well, no; infinite pillows, of course, it isn’t so.
Finite, just count them, his frown began to grow; finite just count them; will he up and go?
He said, small words, babe, small words; small words, babe, said this Romeo.

So, I tried to undress this fight; I tried to right my oversight:
etymology, hyperbole might get us through the night; etymology hyperbole might take us to new heights,
‘cause words are pretty sexy, they bring me such delight;
some words so sexy, they whet my appetite.
But he said, small words, babe, small words; small words, babe, turn off the light.

Look at this hunk, bodies make it so; look at this hunk, bodies to and fro.
Baby words, be small m’babe, can’t you let it go? Baby words, be small m’babe, oh, so apropos.
Once shrunk there’s no word to make this boy my beau;
once shrunk there’s no word, we’ve reached a bad plateau
of small words, small words, small words; words make it so.

Chimes and rhymes, libidinous times, bodies all aglow:
light of day, we can’t unsay, better to forgo.
Bad boys and good girls, bad boys and good girls, bad boys and good girls, words make it so.