I searched up the lyrics of
this song,
from the movie
"My best friend's wedding"
If you wanna be happy
for the rest of your life
never make a pretty woman your wife
so from my personal point of view
get an ugly girl to marry you.
A pretty woman makes her husband look small
and very often causes his downfall
as soon as he marries her
then she starts to do
the things that will break his heart.
But if you make an ugly woman your wife
You'll be happy for the rest of your life,
an ugly woman cooks her meals on time,
she'll always give you peace of mind.
Don't let your friends say
you have no taste
go ahead and marry anyway,
though her face is ugly
her eyes don't match,
take it from me
she's a better catch.
Yes, a good looking girl
is bad news.
Worse if she has
big tits.
Like everything in life,
marriages and relationships
go through
high and low cycles
ups and downs.
Marriage is supposed to be
a strong bond
that keeps two people together
during the down times.
But if you got a good looking wife
with big tits,
guys are gonna hit on her
every single minute
and during your marriage
down cycles,
the temptation can be
overwhelming.
Even worse than,
a good looking girl with
big tits, is
a good looking big tits
party girl.
Even during good times,
guys hit on her,
like flies get attracted
to dogshit.
And after a glass too many
she wakes up
on another man's bed.
Don't get me wrong,
I want to have some partying fun too
with my girl,
but I'm sure as hell
ain't gonna marry
a party girl.
Even worse,
than a good looking big tits
party girl,
is a stupid good looking big tits
party girl.
Even if you have
the IQ of Einstein,
your kids are gonna be
really dumb,
growing up with
a stupid mother.
I want a woman,
who is loyal.
Who will stick with me
through thick and thin.
Coz I sure as hell,
can't charge ahead in life,
if I have to keep looking back
to see if she's there.
I want a woman,
who is gentle and kind.
I want her to impart
the right value systems
to my children.
I want a woman,
who is patient and calm.
Who can take my nonsense
as though it was nothing.
Nothing shortens a man's
lifespan,
than constant nagging,
not even cigarettes
or drugs.
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20061205
1330 hrs December 5th 2006
I staggered
in a drunken haze
along the corridors
of Duxton.
Stumbling
from one bar
to another.
Downing another beer
Lighting another ciggy.
Anything
Just to numb
the pain
a little.
The Filipino whores
asked me to buy
them a drink
in exchange
for some company.
Its not the same.
I just want you
by my side baby.
I miss you so much.
I can't make it
by myself.
I want you so much.
I wallowed another song
in my misery.
Somehow as I stared
at the lyrics,
I thought I saw
your gaze
in the corner
of my eyes.
I was drunk.
I floundered
into the street.
The moon shone
at my face,
I wondered
if the moon
at Sukabumi
is shining upon
your pretty face.
I lurched
into an empty taxi
and said Simei St 4
knowing so well
that I will be
coming home
to our empty house
sleeping alone
on our empty bed
I just want you
by my side baby.
I miss you so much.
I can't make it
by myself.
I want you so much.
in a drunken haze
along the corridors
of Duxton.
Stumbling
from one bar
to another.
Downing another beer
Lighting another ciggy.
Anything
Just to numb
the pain
a little.
The Filipino whores
asked me to buy
them a drink
in exchange
for some company.
Its not the same.
I just want you
by my side baby.
I miss you so much.
I can't make it
by myself.
I want you so much.
I wallowed another song
in my misery.
Somehow as I stared
at the lyrics,
I thought I saw
your gaze
in the corner
of my eyes.
I was drunk.
I floundered
into the street.
The moon shone
at my face,
I wondered
if the moon
at Sukabumi
is shining upon
your pretty face.
I lurched
into an empty taxi
and said Simei St 4
knowing so well
that I will be
coming home
to our empty house
sleeping alone
on our empty bed
I just want you
by my side baby.
I miss you so much.
I can't make it
by myself.
I want you so much.
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