Story Behind The Song
I was in Florida mixing margaritas, when all of a sudden, the top flew off and hit Nancy in the head. and I bent down to the Blender pitcher, and told her that I could see her in my blender.
Song Description
Just a happy song about wanting to see your fortunate loved one through the eyes of a blender.
Song Length |
4:38 |
Genre |
Rock - Funk, Pop - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Duet Male |
Mood |
Content, Nervous |
Subject |
Window, Machines |
Similar Artists |
Jim Croce |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
When I look outside my window I don't see the sun anymore. But I can't see you in my blender. Cause I don't see you walking through that door.
One day maybe one day, One day maybe Tuesday, One day, maybe one day, one day maybe tuesday, one day I'll be able to see you in my blender.
When I step outside my doorstep, I can see my mailman walking down the road. And so I said to him you can send her, my fortunate loved one in a blender.
One day maybe one day, One day maybe Tuesday, One day, maybe one day, one day maybe tuesday, one day I'll be able to see you in my blender.