Don't cry for me, Carolina
Don't Cry For Me Carolina
A blatant vanity post
With Apologies to that Andrew Dice-Webber guy
It won't be easy
You'll think it strange
When I try to explain my e-mails
That I still want good press
After all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see
Is a runaway guv
Being dressd down on channel nine
At six and at seven for you
I had to take the SLED car
I had to fly
Couldn't stay with my wife down at home
Looking out at the breakers
Staying down at the beach
So I chose freedom
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
Hey look, now I'm on channel two!
Don't cry for me Carolina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My separation
I lost my marbles
Don't lose your patience
And as for fortune and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though I guess I sure left that door open a crack
They are intrusions
They're not the solutions
They were in the mid-nineties
The answer was here all the time
Oh crap, now I'm on channel three!
Don't cry for me Carolina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My separation
I lost my marbles
Don't lose your patience
Have I said too much?
Wait let me tell you how innocent it all was
And all you have to do
Is forget the hiking part
and every word is true
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