Here endeth the Brad Paisley Weekends. I could play the man’s music non-stop but I’ll give him a rest for now and let somebody else have a shot.
I still haven’t decided who’s next but I’ll try to make sure it pisses somebody off. 🙂
You’re just another checking account;
To the plumber that came today
You’re just another house;
At the airport ticket counter
You’re just another fare;
At the beauty shop at the mall
Well you’re just another head of hair;
Well that’s all right, that’s OK.
If you don’t feel important, Honey,
All I’ve got to say is
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world
To the waiter at the restaurant
You’re just another tip;
To the guy at the ice cream shop
You’re just another dip;
When you can’t get reservations
‘Cause you don’t have the clout,
Or you didn’t get an invitation
‘Cause somebody left you out,
That’s alright, that’s OK.
When you don’t feel important, Honey,
All I’ve got to say is
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world
You think you’re one of millions
But you’re one in a million to me.
When you wonder if you matter, Baby,
Look into my eyes
And tell me, can’t you see
You’re everything to me?
That’s alright, that’s OK.
When you don’t feel important, Honey,
All I’ve gotta say is
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world
Meet Me In Montauk 
Well, that’s just about the sweetest song ever 🙂 What a lovely way to end the Brad Paisley weekends. I’ve enjoyed them very much. Actually, I sort of hate to see them come to an end for fear that Rufus Wainwright might be waiting in the wings!
Good riddance to these weekends. I think it’s time to piss your mom off (sorry Peg)….Not sure which artist would do the trick. I am sure, though, that you have sufficiently annoyed Amy with the Sexsmith and me with the Paisley where it has got to be somebody else’s turn.:)
You have no idea how badly that reflects on both your and Amy’s taste!