Tuesday, August 23, 2011

And in my head I Paint A Picture

Artist- Amy Winehouse
Song of the day- Valarie

So maybe my favorite hang out in Chicago just might be the fabu martini supper club called the kitkat club. As my roommate and I celebrated my last night in the neighborhood with flavors "wedding cake", "divalicious martini", "bloody cucumber", and "skinny girl margarita" she commented on my distinct love of the entertainment of drag diva performances. I described my pleased as punch excitement like a proud parent watching their child perform at a school play. I just have so much adoration, respect, and happiness for these gals getting up and doing what they love and with better legs and hair than I'll ever have. Seeing this Amy Winehouse song performed reminded me how kickass this song and she was. Never have I seen a better impersonation than perhaps my sister who dressed as Winehouse several years ago for Halloween (pictures by request). And I think this song is a great up beat poppy tune about that kind of adoration. So to all my divas that have past, current and are yet to be, this one's for you.



Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And in my head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your ginger Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Did You Have To Go To Jail, Put Your House Out Up For Sale, Did You Get A Good Lawyer.

I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan, I Hope You Find The Right Man, Who'll Fix It For You.

Are You Shopping Anywhere, Change The Color Of Your Hair, And Are You Busy.

Did You Have To Pay That Fine, That You Were Dodging All The Time, Are You Still Dizzy.

Well Since I Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Oh Why Don't You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, What You're Doing, And In My Head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Why Don't You Come On Over Valerie...

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