Songs for an Impossible Musical #5

Monica looks miserable, puts down her pie and sings:

Big Monica's Hungry Love Song

I'm sick of waiting by the phone alone,
Like a poodle pining for a bone alone.
It's not a life if all you do is moan alone.
I want a man to love.

I'm sick of staring at the clock alone.
I'm a rock'n'roll girl, but I can't rock alone.
Nobody can play at postman's knock alone
I want a man to love.

I want a man that I can play with,
Someone I might even stay with.
I want a man to love.
Someone to tease and to please and annoy
A comfort, a friend, a companion, a toy
A passion, a punchbag, a victim, a toy.
I want a man to love.

I'm sick of lying in my bed alone.
Silent 'cause there's things that can't be said alone.
Feeling that I might as well be dead alone.
I want a man to love.

I want a man that I can tickle,
Who'll forgive me when I'm fickle.
I want a man to love.
Someone who knows what a woman is for,
Someone who's brilliant, but never a bore,
Who I'll treat like a doormat and truly adore.
I want a man to love.

George Simmers

If you've any comments on this poem, George Simmers would be pleased to hear from you.

{snakelogo} This is the fourth in a series of
Songs for an Impossible Musical.

Simmersong #1
Simmersong #2
Simmersong #3
Simmersong #4