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[aid] => mick
[title] => Come Live With Me
[time] => 2005-07-09 21:28:37
[hometext] => A blue-collar look at bringing an executive into a new life
[bodytext] => Come live with me I am here to clean your office Empty the garbage Keep the carpet clean Vacuum around your polished executive business shoes In your dignified two thousand dollar suit and tie Your remote and serious face Your elite voice and hundred dollar haircut Your life so far from mine Come live with me I will show you how First, I will take off your shinier than a mirror Fancy Italian shoes And then your silk business socks Your bare feet Smooth and pale and pampered White Collar feet But not for long.... Come live with me As I drop your fancy shoes and socks In my garbage bag And take your manicured hand To lead you, barefoot, out of your office Forget the computer and your briefcase And the cell phone And the MBA And the office Come live with me Here, take the service elevator For the very first time Here is my beat-up 1989 Ford Just relax We will take the exit Into my blue-collar neighborhood There is my trailer Now step right out Come live with me Settle down on my dirty sofa Put your bare feet up On my formica table with the crack I will dismantle the upper-crust you I take off your monogrammed gold cufflinks Your wrist watch and your tie pin Here - let me get that nice silk necktie off you Now we will take off your high-and-mighty business suit Come live with me No more blue pinstriped business suits or ties for you No more starched white shirts or designer underwear Here are some overalls and a Dirty t-shirt Put them on Get used to it Keep the cufflinks Only to scratch the soles of your feet Come live with me Tomorrow quit your job Give away your stocks and condo What is this in your suit? Keys to your Porsche No - you won't need them Shoes? No. Just some plastic flip-flops When you start work Washing dishes at the diner down the street Come live with me I will cut up your tailored suit and shirt and tie To make rags Here - clean the kitchen with them While I am work Here is a beer NASCAR is on You won't need to shave Grow a beard and grow your hair Come live with me You will get used to it I will train you to speak A new language Far from your office and your Ivy League diploma and your impeccable grooming Six months from now Belching and sweating as you wash the dishes in the diner You scratch your beard Those Italian leather dress shoes just a memory [comments] => 4 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 14 [informant] => JJMcBride [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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