Snow Daze

It’s snowin’ and blowin’ here in Colorado, my annual ski trip with the boomer delinquents doesn’t start until tomorrow, and I’m not ready to fire up the snowblower. So I had nothing better to do than butcher a classic from Loggins and Messina, “Your Mama Don’t Dance”…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2hlMi6PvUDE


This boomer sun tanned
And this Black C done whacked his moles
The doctor will scan
If this boomer don't block ole Sol
When checkup comes around
And it's time to wear the gown
Where do you glow
Will Black C show

Well, the C docs say
That they gotta scan your fate at ten
If your doctor’s not late
And your tumor looks great it's a grin
You know there's more infusin'
You know C’s gonna lose and never win
I'll play it again

And it's all because
This boomer sun tanned
And this Black C done whacked his moles
Insurance don't last
And your money won't pay the toll
When checkup comes around
And it's time to wear the gown
Where do you glow
Will Black C show

You pull into the clinic
And find a place to park
You hop into the scan tube
Where you know it's nice and dark
You're just about to doze off,
Thinkin' it's a breeze
There's a light in your eyes
And then a doc says
"Out of the tube, you there"
"Oh jeez, you're showin’ some C
It’s time for IV’s"

And it's all because
This boomer sun tanned
And this cancer done ‘tacked his moles
My doctor did scans
And this boomer then paid his toll
When checkup comes around
And it's time to wear the gown
Where do you glow
Will Black C show
How could you know
’Bout cancer’s toll
Where do you go
Where pink don’t show