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Tuesday, October 8, 2013

I Love the Paws...

I did the TC Marathon over the weekend. I've been starting to reflect on the experience and hoping to craft a decent blog for you, dear readers. It was a bit overwhelming, to be honest, and I just can't process it all yet. So I had to do something silly in the meanwhile.

I drove up to St. Paul on Saturday afternoon and was doing a bit of radio hopping. The drive up Highway 60 was a bit nostalgic for me, thinking of driving up to the Dome for a Twins game with my family and of traveling lots of highway miles for high school events. The radio stations are great while traveling--I love local commercials. But the format was predictable in the country, classic rock, or pop formats. I listened to a lot of pop radio. Full disclosure, I am not a pop music hater. I love me some Katy Perry, Kelly Clarkson, and Pink. But the song I kept hearing over and over again was "Applause" by Lady Gaga. And I also love me some Gaga. So I penned 2BDL-appropriate lyrics... there may or may not be an Instagram video of the birth of this floating around. I'm sure Gaga will use these alternate lyrics on her next tour...


"The Paws"

[Verse 1:]
You sit here waiting for me to grab the leash
To crash the critic saying, "Is it short or is it long?"
If only love had an I.V., Brownhead I could bear
Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here

I love Alli’s paws, the paws, the paws
I love Joey’s paws-paws
Love the Brownhead paws-paws
Love for the way that you run and run with me
The run, walk, run, walk, run

Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real far)
Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real fast)

(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real far
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real fast
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run

[Verse 2:]
I've overheard a theory "That is just a dog"
Hell no sir, watch your tongue, & come with us for a jog
Those little Brownhead babies trained me for a marathon
They’ll go for 20 miles and be your heart when you get home

I love Alli’s paws, the paws, the paws
I love Joey’s paws-paws
Love the Brownhead paws-paws
Love for the way that you run and run with me
The run, walk, run, walk, run

Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real far)
Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real fast)


(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real far
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real fast
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run

[Bridge:]
Run, run
Run, run now
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo
Ooh-ooh

I love Alli’s paws, the paws, the paws
I love Joey’s paws-paws
Love the Brownhead paws-paws
Love for the way that you run and run with me
The run, walk, run, walk, run

Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real far)
Give me that thing that I love (Runnin’ with the Bitches)
Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run (make it real fast)

(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real far
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Make it real fast
(R-U-N-N-I-N-G) Lace my shoes up, make 'em run, run

B-I-T-C-H-E-S