Welcome to Wordplay Thursday!
Here’s a line to get you started. Feel free to use it to start off YOUR song, then go back and change the original line up a little bit. After all, other people will be using this one, too!
“I’m still looking for my keys…“
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God Bless and Enjoy the Journey,
Brent
I’d love to run away with you
When I get up off my knees
come back to my senses
And find a cure for this disease
But I can’t remember where I’m parked
And I’m still looking for my keys
So good!
I’m still looking for me keys
And it’s been 3 days since you tossed them
But I ain’t got anywhere to go
So they might as well be in Boston
You always come back
You just need to get it out of your system
What does a man need keys for
When he knows that you’ll miss him
I’m sure it’s around here somewhere
among the shattered pieces
It’s bruised and broken and needs repair
I tried to save the biggest part
I knew one day I’d need it
Now, I’m still looking for my heart
You say I should give up music,
And face reality
But I know that I can sing
It’s just that I’m still looking for my key
‘Love’s Lost Keychain’
V1.
-I’m still looking for my keys,
among our crumpled jeans and dirty T’s
-She knows I’m her dirty little tease at heart.
-I’d turn the ignition for work if I could, but hopin’ those car keys are gone for good.
-Discovering us while stayin’ under cover’s a real good start.
(CHORUS).
•We’re big as life through a lookin’ glass.
•We’ll find our future, remember our past.
•But I’m still searchin’ for all the keys to her heart.
•Never been so lost, but so found.
•She’s my path’s direction and loves my ol’ hound.
•But I’m still puzzled for all the pieces that could fall apart.
•Love needs a keychain attached to a heart.
V2.
-Inspector Gadget she calls me.
-I inspect whatever she’ll let me see.
-I’d search her world and seven seas
to be her man.
-I spy the little things she loves to be.
-She’s a supermodel on big screen.
-Wrapped in trench coat my x-ray vision investigates her tan.
(CHORUS).
V3.
-I’m Sherlocked on her every move.
-Our love’s locked up tight for two.
-She’s a tasty snack, I’m Scooby-Doo,
in my Chevy van.
-Sharing our secretes by givin’ clues,
-while hidin’ away from this world’s blues.
-We solve mysteries with I love you’s, swappin’ heart-shaped keys in hand.
(CHORUS to End)
I’m still looking for my keys, to success, and life, and melodies.
To codes, and chains, and maps ya see, so I can have the world in the palm of my hand.
I’ve got skeleton keys in the Florida keys, and key lime pie any time I please. And it’s Keystone Beer I don’t care to see, ’cause like Mr. Bojangles I’ll wind up dancin’ in the can.
There’s a keyboard to my apple that I can’t eat, but I sure keypunch it when feeling mean. Wordplay Thursday, Brent’s word-making machine, kicks my keyster ’cause writing’s new to me. Then some keynote speaker gives me keys so my song don’t stink. And I say, “Thank ya man!”
