You are romantica

 

It's country music time once more. I know not everyone appreciates country music but the lyrics can often be ... oh ... so romantic. Like this song by Hoyt Axton for instance.

 

 

YOU'RE THE HANGNAIL IN MY LIFE

Hoyt Axton

 

You're the dead course I put in my frigedaire

You're the flaky specks of dandruff in my hair

You're the tickle in my throat that makes me cough

You're the hangnail in my life

And I can't bite you off

 

You're the soap suds and pollution in my stream

When I'm sleeping you're the nightmare in my dream

You're the fattening foods that sometimes gives me gout

You're just like my ingrown toe nail

Cause I can't cut you out

 

You're the sun that gives me sunburn

You're the cinder in my eye

Your voice can make my stomach turn

You're the rain cloud in my sky

 

Instrumental

 

You're the dirty ring around my clean bath tub

You're the razor blade that always leaves the nubs

You're the broken handle on my coffee cup

You're a tire that just went flat

And I can't pump you up

 

You're the sun that gives me sunburn

You're the cinder in my eye

Your voice can make my stomach turn

You're the rain cloud in my sky

 

You're the cycle seat that made me saddle sore

You're the piece of chalk that scrapes across the board

You're the tickle in my throat that makes me cough

You're the hangnail in my life

And I can't bite you off

 

Whoa, you're the hangnail in my life

But I can't bite you off