Dave Reckner - The Girl With the Strong Arm lyrics

The girl with the strong arm has saved world cinema Saved it from itself I like to think The girl with the strong arm restores old paintings Including one she found under the sink The girl with the strong arm k**ed an innocent bystander That leaves you with a mental picture The girl with the strong arm drank straight whiskey But I understand she still quotes scriptures All poor gardeners ?berry sauces During the week long festival Kneeling down to think about the future Racing you would be quite dull After many years of exodus The hatchery fish run in rich rivers I'm afraid the memories regarding Nixon Are a little scary The girl with the strong arm threatens the Quakers They all say she's mad y'know The girl with the strong arm has an abrasive accent She uses words like eskimo The girl with the strong arm stands beside a woman Whose many parts add up to one The girl with the strong arm makes political commentary Yet I feel that it's all in fun In your nightmares rub around Those gay white males line up at church Drink their coffee pretend to be a cowboy Set aside an hour to search Pulling up leaves like little Russian problems Is now the tasty thing to do The unattractive ? cloying sweetness is you The most popular sidearm with Canadian woodsmen Is the blue steel woodchuck gun Manufactured in Atlanta, Georgia By the firm of Youse & Son I find no fault with the two young lovers Who dine all night on candied eels Then dance till dawn to big band music And the sound of baboon squeals All last night I stared at jelly Till I knew love was all around Travelling through O'Hare airport Dressed like a circus clown The girl with the strong arm has started licking batteries And that's kinda strange, even for her The girl with the strong arm would like to be a banker But I don't think she's really sure Using strings just to pull things over Really keeps the party going I'm not sure but the history of Denmark Maybe the only thing worth knowing Has it ever dawned on you That car accidents just might be art And all those kids in foster care Just don't think you're very smart Down by the ? on mother's day In a state of perpetual bliss Stan's the man with the lisp