Larry Boodry


The Ballad Of O.J. (I Want To Tell You, But My Lawyer Won'T Let Me) - Poem by Larry Boodry

(To the tune of Steve Wariner's 'If I Didn't Love You')

I could be fried in the big chair
A bloody glove in the grass
My back's to the wall now
My thumb's blocking gas

I've been a jailbird, just think where you'd be
If I didn't love you, if I didn't love you

I could fall in the river and never come back
Or go to the projects and deal me some crack
Only I matter, that's a matter of fact

If I didn't love you, if I didn't love you
If I didn't love you, you woulda never gotten those
Black eyes all swollen 'thout weighin' me down

If I didn't have fists I'd have nothin' to give
I'd spend a lifetime and never have friends
If you didn't love me, if you didn't love me

I could ride in my Bronco with my gun on the seat
Mind full of memories of the wives that I beat
I'm still here, waitin' for a plot next to you

Oh, why did you love me, why did you love me
Why did you love me, after I'd given you those
Black eyes all swollen, babe you're bringin' me down

If they acquit me I'll have nothin' to say
I'll spend a lifetime tryin' to pay
'Cause you usta love me, 'cause you usta love me

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, April 23, 2012


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