Bachelor’s Showplace
Words and music: Alvah Allen Performed by: Alvah Allen and Ward Morford on the Ducking Francine LP (c. 2001)
Lyrics:
Well the note read, “you’re leaving town
You’ll be sleeping at your momma’s
When the sun goes down”
And the right words were all she chose
They were just some simple thoughts
But they were so profound
And your gal told you you couldn’t go out
And my gal told me I couldn’t come in
We’re just a couple of fellers looking for shelter
Some place to come in from the wind
(Chorus)
And it ain’t no Taj Mahal
It ain’t no Versailles Palace, lord
And everybody knows this is no place
We’re living in a bachelor’s showplace
Well they could’ve picked me up off the floor
The day she said cain’t you stay just a few minutes more
And the clocks all read and the mirrors swore
She was a vision in velour
On the second page she goes on to say
If you want your guitar baby Get it out of my way
And take one last good look around
You’re finished hanging your pajamas
By my evening gown
And your gal told you she was having some doubts
And my gal told me she didn’t have none
Couldn’t be sweller just a living together
If drunk and pissed is your idea of fun
Chorus
Chorus
Well they could’ve picked me up off the floor
The day she said cain’t you stay just a few minutes more
And the clocks all read and the mirrors swore
She was a vision in velour
Produced by: Bryan James; Recorded at Anvil Audio; Engineered by: Brian Hicks and Jim Learch; Art direction: Jessica Allen; Special thanks to Bryan, Brian and Jim. All songs © 1998 Alvah Allen. All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.