#10 - Let's Make Friday Part Of The Weekend

And give every new baby chocolate eclair.

What a good song. It is all I can do not to post all the lyrics.

Just got back from swimming again. Swimming makes me soooo sleepy. But I cannot sleep because I am going shopping. I already spent $80 on books today and am feeling a tad guilty about that, but this is going to be my last chance to shop in Calgary for months. And Regina shopping sucks in comparison.

I was so sad today in Chapters. The computer said that there was one copy of Your Disgusting Head left, and that it was on sale, but it was nowhere to be found. It was a little heartbreaking.

Anyway, I am off to shop. This was a completely useless post, except for the title. Oh, screw it, here is the whole song:

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I work at the Pizza Pizza

Royalty, lord it looked good on me
Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free
Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco
Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, getting it all on video

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
A palatial palace, that was my home (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome (once he was the King of Spain)

I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, my people say:
"King, how are you such a genius?
There's a roof overhead and food on our plates!"
It's laisez-faire, I don't even give a care
Let's make Friday part of the weekend
And give every new baby a chocolate eclair

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? You phone me (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
Now the Leafs call me up to drive the Zamboni (once he was the King of Spain)

Now some of you are probably wondering how I came to be living in Canada
after being royalty in Spain. Should I tell them, guys?
Tell us, King!

You see late one night when the palace was asleep
Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep
And I wait till the appointed time, when the moon is lighting the pitch
At which point my peasant friend, who looks just like me
Arrives and we make a switch
Prince and pauper, junior and whopper
World made up of silver and copper
Out of my own volition, I took a change of position

So next time you drool in the pizza line
Remember, slower pizza's more luscious
The King of Spain never rushes!!!

Once I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble)
I was looking for off-handed ways to improve us (now I eat humble pie)
I'm telling you I was the King of Spain (now I eat humble pie)
And now I'm jamming with Moxy Fruvous! (once he was the King of Spain)

In other news: I'll be home tomorrow night!!!!!!!!!! See all those exclamation points? I am enthused.