Introduction

The "Hotel Melanoma" moniker is a metaphor for living with my particular brand of cancer. Except for those lucky few of us deemed "cured", all we cancer survivors are guests of one of the many, many branded hotels in the "Hotel Carcinoma" chain. We can check out any time we like, but we can never leave. Meanwhile, let's be livin' it up; and please support cancer education, prevention, and treatment research.



Tutu Brothers

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Stop Draggin' My Heart Around

Just a little rockin’ from Tom Petty & Stevie Nicks…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UD0c58nNCQ


Black C, you came knocking on my front door
Same tan lies you used to use before
I said ya, well
What am I supposed to do
I didn't know what I was getting into

So you've spread a little trouble I’ve found
Now you're keeping some demons ‘round
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my heart around

It's hard to think about what you’ve wanted
It's hard to think about what I’ve lost
This doesn't have to be the Black C’s era
This doesn't have to be anything at all

I know you really want to tell me good-bye
I know you really want to beat all those cures

Black C, you could never look me in the eye
Yeah, you’ll buckle with the weight of new cures
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my heart around

Tan beds running 'round loose in the world
Ain't got nothin' better to do
Than make a meal of some bright eyed kid
You need someone looking after you

I know you really want to tell me goodbye
I know you really want to beat all those cures

Black C, you could never look me in the eye
Yeah, you’ll buckle with the weight of new cures
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my
Stop draggin' my heart around

Stop draggin' my heart around

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