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Thursday, December 15, 2005 |
You're Lucky to Even Know Me
 I always liked the opening lyrics here to Liz Phair's "Polyester Bride" from her Whitechocolatespaceegg album:
I was talking, not two days ago;
To a certain bartender I'm lucky to know.
And I asked Henry -- my bartending friend;
If I should bother dating unfamous men.
And Henry said,
"You're lucky to even know me;
"You're lucky to be alive;
"You're lucky to be drinking here for free;
"Cause I'm a sucker for your lucky pretty eyes."
2:56:14 AM 
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