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To: Bear_in_RoseBear
Have you by any chance heard the song "Cadillac Tears"?

It doesn't sound familiar, but "Carlene" by Phil Vassar is a fun song to sing along with!

I didn't realize there were this many closet country fans in the Hobbit Hole!! I don't know about y'all, but today's country music bears a striking resemblance to 70's folk rock!

Carlene
by Phil Vassar

I was lousy at math, failed historian
Carlene was the valedictorian
I was the quarter back in the back of classes
She was the whiz kid in horned rim glasses

It's been a long time since I've been around
Since I stepped foot on my old stomping ground
I ended up by the old school yard
When this red head pulled up in a blue sports car
She said, "I bet you don't remember,
I guess it's been forever."
It took a second to put it all together and I said...

Ooh la la la la la
Looking good Carlene
Woh my my my my my
Times been good to you
If you know what I mean
Girl you glitter like Hollywood
Good God Carlene
You sure are lookin good

She said hop in let's go for a spin
Tell me whatcha been doing boy
And where you been
I said I write songs, you probably didn't know,
But I finally got a couple out on country radio

She said, "What a switch,
ain't life funny, I've got a PHD,
now I'm modeling for money."
Imagine little miss 4.0
Just smiling for the camera on the cover of Vogue
I said you've come a long way since graduation
Let me say without hesitation
You've surpassed everyone's expectations

Ooh la la la la la
Looking good Carlene
Woh my my my my my
Times been good to you
If you know what I mean
Girl you glitter like Hollywood
Good God Carlene
You sure are lookin good

I said I hope to see you again someday
She said another ten years
Is too long to wait
Pick me up at my Momma's at eight!

And I said...
Ooh la la la la la
Looking good Carlene
Woh my my my my my
Times been good to you
If you know what I mean

43,525 posted on 11/22/2002 8:49:53 PM PST by SuziQ
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To: SuziQ
I didn't realize there were this many closet country fans in the Hobbit Hole!!

Ruh Roh.... I better fix my image...

Viking Kittens

43,526 posted on 11/22/2002 8:55:25 PM PST by HairOfTheDog
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To: SuziQ
It's a fairly new song, performed by Kevin Denney.

Well, he wanted someone firmer and he wanted someone younger,
And he always had a thing for blondes.
As it happened, his new secretary happened to be all that rolled into one.
And the woman who had lived with him, an angel who had given him,
The last twenty-two years.
Is now cryin' big Cadillac tears.

Cadillac tears, don't hurt so bad.
Cadillac tears, she ain't so sad.
Well, she might a lost her wedding ring,
But she took him for ev'rything,
No, mamma didn't do too bad.
Aw, she's crying big Cadillac tears.

Well, she's runnin' through his money so fast it isn't funny,
Aw, she's emptied every shop in town.
Oh, she bought them Akin diamond rings and lots of other shiny things,
to wear when she goes steppin' out.
And she's headed to her lawyers 'cause this morning when he called her,
He said: "Checks are pilin' up down here."
Aw, she's crying big Cadillac tears.

Cadillac tears, don't hurt so bad.
Cadillac tears, she ain't so sad.
Well, she might a lost her wedding ring,
But she took him for ev'rything,
No, mamma didn't do too bad.
Aw, she's crying big Cadillac tears.

Hey man, she's cruisin' down the street with custom wheels and leather seats,
You know, she gets a new one every year.
Aw, she's crying big Cadillac tears.

Mamma is cryin' big Cadillac tears.
Big old Cadillac tears.

"Cadillac Tears", Written by Wynn Varble and Leslie Satcher, performed by Kevin Denney

43,527 posted on 11/22/2002 9:01:37 PM PST by Bear_in_RoseBear
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