Don't Let Dee Dee Dog You 'Round

I figured that things were getting far too serious, what with all this talk about betrayal, dissolution, and futility. So I thought, what better to lighten the tone a little, than a loving broadside directed at a small-town trollop... (Part of my 1996 girl-name album project, The Barista Cycle.)


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Don't Let Dee Dee Dog You 'Round

Don't let Dee Dee dog you 'round
If you knew her old tricks you'd haul yer bones outta town
Let me share the wisdom that the pack has found
don't let Dee Dee -- dog you 'round

You're new round here
so let me clue you in
there's a firestorm of trouble
you're about to jump in
her name is Deborah Dale
won't wanna hear that again
'Cause Dee Dee means danger -- and damnable sin

We all 'round here we've seen it before
we pretty much know what you've got in store
she'll rip out your heart and tear up your soul
there ain't a man here in town that she can't control
--all the same, we all love Deborah Dale


In the trailer parks
and the liquor stores
in the strip mall lounges
'midst the strip mall mores
one light shines above all the rest
its the same flame that draws
the moths to their deaths

Don't let Dee Dee...

A fool and his money are soon famous round here
and the vampires have radar for a fool full of beer
most suck out your money then they leave you alone
but Dee Dee don't stop til she's drained out your soul

We all 'round here we've seen it before
we pretty much know what you've got in store
she'll rip out your heart and tear up your soul
there ain't a man here in town that she can't control
--all the same, we all love Deborah Dale

Don't let Dee Dee dog you 'round
If you knew her old tricks you'd haul yer bones outta town
Let me share the wisdom that the pack has found
don't let Dee Dee -- dog you 'round.