FMS Pictures & Poetry

When I say those words
You’ve always liked to hear,
I hope it’s understood
That our true friend is right here.
He whispers in my ear
Each syllable I’ll need
To get you into my bed
And he tells you to proceed.

“Relax”, he says, “and clear your mind
Or the climax will elude you.
That’s the beginning of a slippery slope..
You do want a house and children?
Then listen to me and no-one else.
I’ll take the reins from here.
You lit the spark – now let it blow.
There is nothing to fear.

When push comes to shove
And it comes to dishing love
You gotta get your facts just right –
You gotta see the gov.
He knows what’s real important
And what to leave behind.
Yeah, you can rely on Sammy Davis :
He’ll show you what’s to find.

So it’s you and Sammy D
And you’re eating up your green?
But have you noticed, as you listen,
That he’s never actually seen?
And in the months and years to come
When hurt begins to linger
You’ll be wondering how it all went wrong
And Sam’ll point his finger.

‘Cause when push comes to shove
And it comes to dishing love... ETC

My voice is a strong one –
It’s met Sam’s many times :
His whispers fall on deaf ears.
I’ve refused to buy his lines.
But you can do whatever suits –
Sammy'll fix you for good.
He’ll keep you fooled and he’ll keep you sweet
And he’ll drag your soul through the mud.

But when push comes to shove
And it comes to dishing love... ETC