An air-headed blonde That I knowed, Got work painting lines on the road. "Two miles a day," The foreman did say, "'swhat I want,"and away that man strode.Four miles she did the first day. Next day, two. third day, one. "Honey, hey! You started so well, But it's all gone to hell."... "But the paint pot's now so far away."
Last updated: Fri, 7 Jan 2000.