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She rode into town one day
And set up shop, a fine display.
She called out to the passers-by.
I threw up when she caught my eye.
I was lovesick, and craved affairs;
And she, prepared to hawk her wares
By claiming she had just the thing,
Tauntingly began to dance and sing.

And thus began my lovesick bellyache.
I groan and moan and pine.
I was there for her to take,
And hoodwinked while I flirt and whine.

Like I was born the day before.
There's one born every minute more.
She got me with her quips and charms:
The sleight-of-hand-in-hand, and arms
When I was suckered with a hug.
Her fine elixir was the drug.
In throes of passion, her attack
Left me broke and conned. I can't fight back.

And now I've got the lovesick bellyache,
But I feel it up my spine.
I was there for her to take.
A luring pitch can undermine.

I'm swindled. She can sway
And I don't have a say.
I'm the one who spits and chokes.
The gags are mine, but hers are jokes.
The cure-all's fake, 'cause I still ache and yearn.
It's breaking but the heart can feel the burn.

It's hysterical when she ripped my heart out, because after she got hotter.
So I broke my funny bone; now it never itches.
Is it the laughter or the slaughter
Leaving me in stitches?

I'm cramped. It's this darned lovesick bellyache …
I bought her pick-up line.
I was there for her to take.
I missed the fine-print on her sign.

©2015 Brian M. Weidemann

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from Buy Popular Demand, released November 27, 2015

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Brimaxian Portland, Oregon

A persistently versatile mix of guitars, keys, synth strings, and more, in the rock, acoustic, and alternative genres. Dense, poetic wordplay sung by a semi-amateur baritone. Wry wit, hot guitar licks, and the occasional augmented sixth chord.

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