I’ll change the title later. I’m already late. I’m having to do this on my phone since I found out my computer doesn’t like coffee nearly as much as I do!
Lyrics only. Collabs always welcome.
Ajijic is pronounced Ah-he-Heek.
I’m on my way to Ajijic
But something’s weighing me down.
I can’t imagine all this stuff
In my new Mexican town.
My house is filled with this ‘n that,
Of course I have to take the cat,
But otherwise I have no need
For the tchotchkes lying around.
I wish I was Samantha
The tv magical witch.
I’d look around and blink my eyes
And give my nose a twitch,
And everything would disappear,
Except the cat, so never fear,
But since I can’t I’ll stand right here
And continue to moan and bitch.
I’d pack my case and fly away
If not for all of this stuff.
I could even leave today,
But disposal really is tough.
The dump is closed and they won’t take
The liquids, tires, or the paint,
And then there are the clothes to sort
Or I’ll end up in the buff.
Maybe I’ll just close the door
And throw away the key.
I know I’ll never miss a thing,
I’ll just feel light and free.
I’m putting all this burden down
To make a clean break from this town,
We’re leaving on an aeroplane,
Just the cat and me!