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The lyrics for this song emerge from a mash up of images, sound clips, memories, imagination and petulance on my part, not a pretty emotion at the best of times. The original musical riff emerged from a jam session where Bruce, Scott and Bob were testing out some newly acquired studio equipment. Bruce thought it might make a good jazz instrumental with no lyrics, though he did have the chant happening in the chorus.
I loved the track. The first time I heard it, it sketched out for me a fully realized vignette, like those stylized photo shoots you sometimes see in high fashion magazines, all impossibly expensive clothes worn by women changing babies and nail polish with ease.
Like most women – and men I imagine – when things aren’t going so well on the home front I have what I call ‘leaving fantasies’. I’m generally younger in these Scorsese directed bits of fantasy, and Bruce is always sorry. They never last longer than it takes to wash the dishes, but well, there you are. Mixed in with this foolish indulgence is a simply great photo of Michelle Williams with a Louis Vuitton bag hitched over her shoulder all red lipstick and smoldering sexuality, looking back at what I imagine to be the instantly regretful creature she has left behind. (Alas, Louis Vuitton threw off the rhythm of the line, hence, the Prada bag.)
Add to this a James Taylor interview wherein he muses at the tug of war between family life and life on the road with his band, a regrettable incident with my recent birthday, and the on going obsession in our culture with impossibly high heels and you see where it all ended up.
I love this girl, who I don’t think is actually leaving in any real way, but she’s headed over to her girlfriend’s for a few days just to make it absolutely clear that she is not pleased with the current status quo at home. And bless the musician’s heart – and I admit here to being partial to the musician’s inner sanctum – he looks up from his guitar long enough to see the error of his ways.
It is a bit of fluff in a way, but in the same way that a dandelion head is fluff. It still represents the flow of life. CJ
lyrics
You walked out the door
Swinging those fabulous hips,
You muttered something rude,
But hey, I could read your lips.
You took the keys to the car
And the dog and the cat,
That pouting red mouth,
And my best ball cap.
You had your Prada over your shoulder
And your leopard skin purse,
And those stiletto heels you know I love
But I’ll tell you what’s worse,
You wore that grey pencil skirt,
With the zip up the back,
And I know you’re not wearing
Much under that.
You wore your red cashmere sweater
Pulled tight across the top
Showing off all your charm
Just in case I forgot.
Oh, sweet girl,
I’m beginning to see the error of my ways,
Give me one more chance,
Come on back and stay.
I want you back baby, I want you back.
I want you back baby, I want you back.
I want you back baby, I want you back.
O.K. alright I know
Things got a little out of hand,
I’ve been spending way too much time
With the boys in the band,
I know your birthday present wasn’t
Exactly what you had in mind,
And where your friends are concerned
I haven’t been perfectly kind.
But you know I’m a gentleman at heart
And I'm a lover too,
And if you’ll give me just one more chance,
I’m gonna prove it to you.
credits
from Bruce Ley Collection One 'The Peacock, the Deer, and the Moon',
track released March 26, 2014
Scott Bruyea, drums
Bob Hewus, bass
Steve Kennedy, tenor saxophones
Bruce Ley, piano, organ, guitars, lead vocal
Steve Kennedy, Russell Jones, background vocal
Candice Bist, lyrics
Bruce Ley, music
SOCAN 2014.
Marc has always been a gifted songwriter. And after all these years his beautiful voice is as sweet as ever. There is something so soulful in his work, such thoughtfulness, and deeply romantic…... Bruce Ley
