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length: 6:16

words by: Roy Nathanson
music by: Roy Nathanson
introductory conversation written by: Roy Nathanson & David Cale

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The Jazz Passengers (featuring Deborah Harry) - Individually Twisted [album] (1997)

PORK CHOP

Uh, Roy?
Yes, Deutch?
It's about my hats
What about them? I mean, they bring something out in me. I...
I don't want that something
I want my hats back
Why just
We're supposed to be friends
People who like each other want to see each other's lives enriched in some way
You were seen last night in a restaurant having dinnerwith one of my hats
It's a small thing

You know when I say you're a pork chop you best believe you're a pork chop
P-O-R-K
C-H-O-P

When a fella comes a callin' and you're waiting there til morning he's a pork chop, pork chop

When he's whistlin his romances and he's making other glances he's a pork chop, pork chop

He's a running and a dancing while he paints the town a special blue
Teaching roller skating to the missing farm that's the way he do

So I care about things

He can play mysterioso and everybody knows so
He's a pork chop, pork chop

Gonna leave me at the altar reading comic books by Faulkner
He's a pork chop, pork chop

He's dragging his ass round, promises he said he'd do
And I knew he'd be ringin' me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "you're a pork chop, pork chop"
I take issue

You should try Faulkner
I should what
Try Faulkner
Sounds dirty

Look, the thing is this I am a doer
Ha
There are doers and there are don'ters
Yes, yes
I may not be there for you, but I am doing things
Yes
That's a responsible person, a caring person, not what you say, a jambone de pork, whatever
What wait a second, just wait a second

(argument continues)

I try to tell my feelings and he's looking at the ceiling
He's a pork chop, pork chop

On and on about abuses while he's sitting being useless
He's a pork chop
That's for sure!

He's dragging his ass round, promises he said he'd do
I knew he'd be ringin' me this evening so suprised to hear me screaming "you're a pork chop, pork chop"

(argument continues)

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