Please Lyrics - Home Sweet Mobile Home - Nellie Mckay

I mean I must have said 

Please Lord, send me a hard-luck childhood 

Please Bub, spare me a hot romance 

Please lady, gift me with genius, not pleasure 

Please Mrs. Henry, start me off without a chance 

I must have said 

Please sir, let me lay in the sewer that claimed me 

And let me wallow there even as I lose my sea 

Please Mr. Hula-Hoop, keep on ballistic 

You must be a man that got to be so sadistic 

Please Lord, I just love being me 

For every mom and pop and college green 

The harvest moon, a lynchin' tree 

'Cause an Americana misery 

Makes what a mess of me 

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