Song Description

country ballad

Lyrics

AND I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN
copyright 1997 by Daniel Curzon

Verse #1
I'M GONNA DIG UP A RIDE WITH A CROSS-COUNTRY
TRUCKER,
SLEEP ON A ROLL-AWAY BED.
I'M GONNA EAT IN A DINER,
OR SOMEWHERE EVEN FINER,
HITCH WITH A BIKER NAMED ED.
I'M GONNA SEE ME SOME BIG SKIES OUT IN MONTANA,
SWIM IN A POND IN THE RAIN.
I'M GONNA HIKE THROUGH A FOREST,
OR SING IN A CHORUS,
AND I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN.

Verse #2:
I'M GONNA TAKE A BALLOON RIDE OVER A MOUNTAIN,
DANCE TILL I NEED OXYGEN.
I'M GONNA STREAK THROUGH A DESERT,
AS FAST AS A LIZARD,
AND I'LL NEVER LOOK BACK AGAIN.
I'M GONNA BE ON A TALK SHOW ON A BIG NETWORK,
NEXT TO A FELLA NAMED DWAYNE
I'M GONNA SIGN UP FOR COURSES
AND PROB'LY PLAY THE HORSES
AND I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN.

Chorus:
'CUZ WHAT SHE (HE) DOESN'T KNOW
COULD FILL A MILLION BOOKS!
'CUZ WHAT SHE (HE) DOESN'T KNOW
IS 'CUZ SHE (HE) NEVER LOOKS!
'CUZ WHAT SHE (HE) DOESN'T KNOW
COULD KILL A LESSER MAN (GAL).
OH, DAMN HER (HIM),
DAMN HER (HIM),
DAMN HER (HIM) . . .

Verse #3:
I'M GONNA TAKE IN A BALLGAME, SIT IN THE
BLEACHERS,
SNOOZE ON A BEACH TILL THE TWELFTH.
I'M GONNA PARTY WITH SALSA
AND TOSS IT IN TULSA,
AND I'M GONNA DO IT MYSELF.

(cont?d.)
I'M GONNA SHRIEK IN A FUNHOUSE, THEN JUMP WITH A
BUNGEE.
I SWEAR I'M GONNA STAY SANE.
I'M GONNA DRIVE NICE AND GENTLE,
BE SNUG IN MY RENTAL,
AND I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN.

Repeat Chorus

Verse #4:
I'M GONNA BUY ME A CELL PHONE AND NOT EVEN
CALL HER (HIM),
NOT EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN.
I WON'T BE A-BAWLING
IF SHE'S (SHE'S) NOT A-CALLIN'.
SHE'LL (HE'LL) NEVER HEAR ME COMPLAIN.
I'M GONNA PLAY ALL MY CDs AND EVEN EAT MY
WHEATIES.
AND THEY'LL BE SOAKED IN CHAMPAGNE.
MY MOUTH IS NOT JUST FLAPPIN'.
I'M GONNA MAKE IT HAPPEN.
AND I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN.

OH, I'LL GET RID OF THIS PAIN.
OH, I'LL GET RID OF THIS . . . PAIN.