I put out a query for requests last night, and when I got home from work a couple hours ago, I saw this great idea from macharpermusic:
Write about something contradicting. Something that isn’t what it is.
I wrote this tune quickly, about a good girl who isn’t really so good, and asked Eli to perform it. We recorded in just a couple takes, so it’s raw. Special thanks to Mac for the idea; everyone should go check out her music, too! And thanks to everyone else who gave us ideas. We hope you all enjoy it. — K.C.
Everyone tells me you are too good for me,
but they don’t know you like I do.
Even my mother says I don’t deserve
a god-fearing woman like you.
They don’t know that you hide
red lipstick in your purse,
and they don’t know that you like to steal
kisses behind the drug store.
Baby, I’d like to help you show them the truth.
You ain’t the good girl they think you is.
I’ve seen cigarettes dangle from them lips.
Oh, the Good, Good Lord knows
you ain’t all His.
You hold your liquor as well as
you hold your Bible.
Your preacher father
wouldn’t recognize this child.
Baby, just love me, forget what they wish;
in the pew on Sunday, give me a kiss.
I’ll bring your night life out in the daylight,
and then they’ll see we are right
for each other.