Looking For Love
I love old rock and roll song lyrics. Especially idiotic ones that I’ve written myself. If you’ve Googled “Looking for love” in the hopes of finding true love, you’re in the wrong spot. But maybe this little ditty will keep your dirty mind off sex for a while. Maybe not.
I’ve climbed over mountains
I’ve searched through the trees
I’m lookin’ for my baby
I’ve searched the seven seas
Lookin’ for my baby. Yeah… I’m lookin’ for love.
Through the deepest of forests
Through the thickest of trees
Through the burning burning desert
Crawling on my knees.
Lookin’ for my baby. Yes… I’m lookin’ for love.
I went to see the guru
To see if she was there.
I rented myself a space ship
But soon ran out of air
Lookin’ for my baby. Yeah… I’m lookin’ for love.
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Well there ya have it and there it is. What’s really cool, besides this being an epic song about mankind’s desire to find love, but usually in all the wrong places, is that I discovered a new drawing medium. Crayola “Twistables” colored pencils. The grandsons were over for the weekend, and the Wife pulled these out. Logan, the three year old, scribbled the above, and grandpa took over from there.
If ya want to hear the really good version of “Looking For A Love” check-out the Valentinos 1962 hit featuring Bobby Womack. Evil You Tube changed things so this link takes ya there.
