Friday, May 14, 2010

Hurricane Jessie

Thank you to my KEXP Song of the Day podcast for sending me this little gem!
Here's what you're gonna do: you're gonna go to iTunes, you're gonna search for The Hold Steadys. You're gonna click on "Hurricane J." No need for a credit app, folks. Just click "Buy Now" and enjoy a kickin' little tune. Lyrics below with my special little notes:

Jessie, I'm not jokin' around (I'm not joking around either)
I see the crowd you're hangin with
and those kids don't seem positive (they're misunderstood)
Don't all those cigs make you tired? (um....no??)
You know I never ask you to change, I only ask you to try

I know you're gonna do what I know you're gonna do
but 22 and bangin' around in restaurants ain't that much prettier
than bangin' around in bars (thank you, I look 22, huh???)
and why do you keep going to his car? (he borrowed my CD, I'm just getting it back)

I don't want this to stop
I want you to know
I don't want you to settle
I want you to grow
Forget all the boys that you met at the harbor (Done)
You're too hard already, you'll only get harder (Really?)

Jessie, let's go for a ride (Vespa?!?!)
I know a place that we could stop (Corby's)
I know a place that we could drink and kiss for a while (Linebacker)
I know a place that makes you smile (Nebraska)

I know you're gonna say what I know you're gonna say
I know you'll look at the ground, I know you'll probably cry (Good guess dummy, I cry at movie trailers)
You're a beautiful girl and you're a pretty good waitress (Thanks! Wait...waitress?)
but Jessie, I don't think I'm the guy (Thank God you said it first)

I don't want this to stop
I want you to know
I don't want you to settle
I want you to go
Forget everything that I showed you this summer (How to fix my windows??? OK)
You're too hard already, you'll only get harder

But they didn't name her for a saint (Jessica: Patron Saint of Killer Dance Moves)
they named her for a storm (I've got fire in my eyes)
so how is she supposed to think about
how it's gonna feel in the morning (take an Advil, cures all)

She said if Heaven's hypothetical (show me your thesis)
and if the cigs keep you warm (puff puff)
then how is she supposed to think about
how it's gonna move in the morning

'bout how it's gonna move in the morning
'bout how it's gonna move in the morning

Hurricane Jess, she's gonna crash into the harbor this summer (I just need to find a harbor)
She don't wanna wait till she gets older
Hurricane Jess, she's gonna crash into the harbor this summer
She don't wanna wait, she said it only gets harder

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