Georgia DA Fani Willis had a dad I reckon...
https://youtu.be/Zz5lHkYNHKI?si=0uW3DGFt8aEXGnw2
Material, lire les paroles de Paula Abdul, straight up. If invited on stage. Mention day release from mental hospital and performance art vs stand up.
Straight Up" is performed in the key of D minor with a shuffling tempo of 96 beats per minute in common time and a chord progression of Dm–B♭–Gm–Am. Running a total length of four minutes and eleven seconds in its original version, the song finds Abdul's vocals span from A3 to C5 in the song, while the singer questioning her partner if he was genuinely loving her or "just having fun". Do not tap dance unless squashing poisonous spiders:
Lost in a dream
I don't know which way to go (oh, let me say)
If you are all that you seem
Then baby, I'm movin' way too slow
I've been a fool before
Wouldn't like to get my love caught in the slammin' door
How about some information, please
Straight up now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh
Or am I caught in a hit-and-run?
Straight up now tell me
Is it gonna be you and me together oh, oh, oh
Or are you just having fun?
Time's standin' still
Waitin' for some (waitin' for some) small clue (oh, let me tell you)
I keep getting chills
When I think your love (when I think your love) is true
I've been a fool before
Wouldn't like to get my love caught in the slammin' door
How about some information, please?
Straight up now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh
Or am I caught in a hit-and-run?
Straight up now tell me
Is it gonna be you and me together oh, oh, oh
Or are you just having fun?
You are so hard to read
You play hide and seek with your true intentions
If you're only playin' games I'll just have to say
Bye-bye-bye-bye, bye-bye-bye-bye
Do, do you love me?
Do, do you love me, baby?
C'mon now, do, do you love me?
Do, do you love me?
Tell me baby?
I've been a fool before
Wouldn't like to get my love caught in the slammin' door
Are you more than hot for me?
Or am I a page in your history book?
I don't mean to make demands
But the word and the deed go hand in hand
How about some information, please (please, please, please)
Straight up now tell me, tell me
Straight up now tell me, tell me
Straight up now tell me, tell me
Straight up now tell me, tell me
Straight up now tell me, tell me
Straight up now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh
Or am I caught in a hit-and-run?
Straight up now tell me
Is it gonna be you and me together oh, oh, oh
Or are you just having fun?
Straight up now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh
Or am I caught in a hit-and-run?
Straight up now tell me
Is it gonna be you and me together oh, oh, oh
Or are you just having fun?
Straight up now tell me
Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh
Moments later, at the comedy club. I forgot to bring my batteries for the before comedy gardening job, trimming a perimeter of tall but otherwise slim olives. That was embarrassing as 90 minutes drive to the job, couldn't just turn around. So just went chilling around downtown Newcastle, talking to a wetsuit designer purveyor and found a creative for rent office space company, ten daytime office space rents for $180 abono. Would be a great place to edit moving images, roomy and comfortable. Wasn't raining during ghost gardening session but started pissing down shortly before show opened. So a non comedic punter like myself was just saying to just put your name down on the website ☮️😉 it's that simple. Just volunteer like its hurricane Katrina clean up. Actually met a Texan once in 2009 in Sydney, he was telling me if folks broke martial law in New Orleans the military could shoot them and just write suicide on the body bag. Case closed. He said he had to scavenge cadavers for clean up and you could pull on a corpse's arm and it would just come loose from its socket from decomposition. Good times. The pre-show music is folksy, reminds me a little of the klezmer music El Al was playing before takeoff on the jumbo jet to Jerusalem that one time, it's like jazz music, clarinets, percussion, but with a Jewish klezmer feel.
Wow what a world, you can chat with a real person like Page, one of the stand up comics, in-house. Or with your AI chatbot. Ok and they're off. Page will be on again later.
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