The Baby And The Bath Water Lyrics by Julia J. Slone, © 2010

If I Had a Cell Phone

If I Had A Cell Phone

If I had a cell phone, I would call you right now
I might not get reception, baby, but I would try anyhow
To call and say I’ll be home in just a little while
And I will cook you supper, baby, and I will bring you your smile

It’s been a long, long day, I know
This is but the beginning of a long, long road

If I had it my way, you would get plenty of sleep
And I’d make lots of money, baby, to b-b-b-buy the things we need
Oh! Really when I get home, I will look around
And I will see the good life. I will be completely sound

It’s been a long, long day, you know
This is but the beginning of a long, long road

Sometimes I fantasize that I’ll get the call
The rest of the time I sing, “to hell with them all!”
‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the land-line…
How simply rural of you, dah-ling!
We like it quiet when we dine, and this way I can hear my calling

No trouble keeping busy, as Saturn sleeps around
Ambition and a vision, rockstar, and breaking ground
I could take out my calculator. Pull a trick out of a hat
But the big picture is greater, and where I am is where I’m at

It’s been a long, long day, we know
This is but the beginning of a long, long, long… road

Marry me

Marry Me

Knocked off my feet
You’re gonna marry me
And you’ll take the call
In the case of an emergency

I feel afraid
But more surprised
We’re all grown up
We’re so alive

We’re family now
And bound to be
Be called somehow
In the case of an emergency

Don’t mind your bro
Don’t ask my dad
Your mum’s not home
My mom is mad

Just let them sleep
We’ve got the means
We own the wheels
Ain’t got not liens

We don’t fall for
Words cheap as forever
But I’ll take that call
January through December

Don’t want to die
Before or after you
But oh my my I will
Do what I have to do

And make the choice
To run from someday
Or take your hand now
And live the long way

Love’s more than hard
And satisfying
It is worth everything
Between here and dying

Check Engine

Check Engine Light

I have a secret understanding
Of the longing that they feel
But I might take off while they’re landing
For I am feeding myself well

And I’d rather go hungry
Than to consume the dish they serve
And I will give my children
The nourishment that we deserve

He smiles at me because he’s driving
But the check engine light is on
So I will not wait for his arriving
He thinks he’s flying, it’s freefall

And I am in my roaring 20’s
But I’m not losing any sleep
And I will give my children
Promises that we can keep

We bright, we might have a suggestion
We dim, we shrug and walk away
Confused? Just ask the child a question
Surely she’ll have something to say

An honor more than a privilege
And it will be no sacrifice
Preparing this world for you, child
I’ll finally take my own advice

Sendoff

Sendoff

Forty-five minutes left in my 30th lap around the sun
Please please please please please forgive me for
What I have not done

I’ve been faithful to you to you to a fault my dear
But cake is baking now and day is breaking
Pow! And I’m taking this year

Come with me now
Best if you surrender
No one takes your tender here no more
Just less than an hour
Pumpkin lost her power
Love is waiting through twenty-nine doors

You are hot and you are savage, you can be no fun
And this may sound like a lusty love song
But you is no other than number one

You can bark and you can bite and you can kick and punch
But your steel-toed boots are holograms, baby, and
This big party’s going out to lunch

While I am an alchemist
You are a magician
And a poor clinician, headed south
You’re the shadow of a doubt
I am poised to blow you out
I’m the only one here with a mouth

Have fun disappearing back into the void
I hear it’s quite ecstatic, really
I know up here at The Sendoff, we are overjoyed!

Forty-three minutes left in my 30th lap around the sun
Bye bye b-b-b-b-bye bye, baby
I have just begun

End of this Song
End of this Song 2

The End Of This Song

You held me and I tried to hold you to it
We baked a cake, lit candles, and then we blew it
Now I am tired of holding on, so
I’ll be over you by the end of this song

You are a dish of young and pure, with a side of medication
I’m not so old and jaded as to be your education
I don’t know what kind of road trip you are on, but
I’ll be over you by the end of this song

I was your number one and you were my one and only
There isn’t much that rhymes with that last word, except for lonely
Love turned to longing, and longing takes too long, so
I’ll be over you by the end of this song

You came out to hear me play, and then left at intermission
That is so lame. I’m Rock & Roll, and I’m in mint condition
If you can’t hear me, I’d rather see you gone gone gone!
I’ll be over you by the end of this song
I’ll be over you by the end of this song
I’ll be over you
By the end
Of this
Song…

Rocky 1
Rocky 2
Rocky 3

Green Green Rocky Road

Traditional, with additional/modified lyrics by JJS.
The fiddle tune during the instrumental break is “Gigue en G”, a traditional fiddle tune from
Quebec that Julia learned from the fiddler, Becky Tracy.

When I go down to Baltimore
I don’t need a carpet on the floor
Take my hand and follow me
We’ll go on down to Galilee

And it’s a green, green, rocky road
Promenade in green
Tell me who ya’ll love
Tell me who y’all love

Little miss Jane runnin’ to the ball
Don’t you stumble, baby, don’t you fall
You can sing, you can shout
When I call you come runnin’ out

And it’s a green, green, rocky road
Promenade in green
Tell me who ya’ll love
Tell me who y’all love

Look at that crow up in the sky
He don’t walk, he just flies
He don’t know, he don’t run
He keeps flappin’ to the sun

Green, green, rocky road
Promenade in green
Tell me who…
Tell me who y’all love

When I go down to Baltimore
I don’t need a carpet on the floor
Take my hand and follow me
I know a man in Galilee

Green, green, rocky road
Promenade in green
Tell me who y’all love
Tell me who y’all love

Oh, it’s a green, green, rocky road
Promenade in green
Tell me who y’all love
Tell me who y’all love

Who ya’ll love?

Bicycle

I’ve Got A Bicycle

Leaving New York
I guess I am a success
The sky is blushing behind me
Night is ready to confess

Spring in New York is nice, but this is a joy ride
I’m driving home, to where the love is on my side

You’ll be awake tonight
When I roll in late
We both like looking at maps
We both like keeping a date

I know you’re tired and tried, you know I’m brimming with news
We’ll put my road maps away, we’ll say good-night to your blues

And lay back and lay back and laugh
Just think of Dogtown and the Z-boys taking their favorite bath
And of the white kids rolling vertical, confused by the math
Just lay back, and lay back and laugh

I’ve got a bicycle
And you have got gills
I’m here to teach you to swim
You’ll help me get up the hills

We’re moving out of the lumber yard, and into the trees
We’ll do the thing that makes sense, we’ll do just as we please

And lay back and lay back and laugh
Just think of Dogtown and the Z-boys taking their favorite bath
And of the white kids rolling vertical, confused by the math
Just lay back, and lay back and laugh

Lay back and lay back and laugh
Just think of Dogtown and the Z-boys taking their favorite bath
And of the white kids rolling vertical, confused by the math
Lay back, and lay back and laugh

Lay back and lay back and laugh
Just think of Dogtown and the Z-boys taking their favorite bath
And of the white kids rolling vertical, confused by the math
Lay back, and lay back and laugh

Leaving New York
I guess I am a success
The sky is blushing behind me
Night is ready to confess

Spring in New York is nice, but this is a joy ride
I’m driving home, to where the love is on my side

Good for Me

Good For Me

These days I pass up gin for tea
I used to like spaghetti
But really it’s not good for me
And I have had enough already

We like Blues and Soul and Pop and Punk
But the only Reggae we love is really Funk

I favor David Bowie’s new stuff
You are my Warren Zevon cover band
We’re just as sweet as we are tough
When I critique a film you always understand

You’re just one step ahead of me
You’re right
In the next room
You’ve turned off the electric lights
That I will be done with soon

When it floods Bob Dylan floats your boat
And when it burns like Fame, I know
You like to gloat

We both fight the system in our own ways
The Dukes of Hazard is our favorite show
We’re close as kissing cousins
At least most days
But I like Luke
Go figure, you like Bo!

These days I live so practically
It’s fitting, like a shoe
Because I know what’s good for me
Which happens to be you