33 :: Friends Think of Her Fondly

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Written, produced, and narrated by Remedy Robinson
Twitter: @slowdragremedy
Email: slowdragwithremedy@gmail.com
Podcast music by https://www.fesliyanstudios.com
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Elvis Costello Wiki Resource, Our Little Angel: http://www.elviscostello.info/wiki/index.php/Our_Little_Angel
 
“Our Little Angel”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HdBXReI9TeI
 
Companion Blog: https://slowdragwithremedy.home.blog/2020/02/22/episode-33-our-little-angel/
 
References:
Listen to episode 4 of Slow Drag with Remedy, “The Hangover This Morning Had a Personality,” a slow drag with the darling and frenetic, “The Big Light”: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/04-the-hangover-this-morning-had-a-personality/id1478037117?i=1000448878517
Which hand does the world wear their engagement rings: https://www.mytriorings.com/cultural-differences-wearing-bridal-rings-on-the-left-or-the-right-hand
“Vena Amoris,” or the vein of love: https://www.brides.com/story/why-are-wedding-rings-worn-on-left-hand
So, until next time, Adieu, my little ballyhoo
 
"Our Little Angel" Lyrics:
This is the place where I made my best mistakes This is the place even angels don't understand I've seen the disappointment in her face And the collection of engagement rings on her right hand She sits alone apart from the crowd In a white dress she wears like a question mark Friends speak of her fondly Enemies just think out loud You think you're man enough to please her And you're fool enough to start But you're not going to do a thing to our little angel There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change Now the cabaret is frozen and the laughter comes in cans And the lonely hearts club clientele don't know what to do with their hands You think that you'll be sweet to her but everybody knows That you're the marshmallow valentine that got stuck on her clothes But you're not going to do a thing to our little angel There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change So you mix your drinks and words You make bad jokes you make bad time The floors are there to walk over The walls are there to climb You swear that you'll never go back again once you're inside But you're never the bridegroom she's always the bride And you're not going to do a thing to our little angel There's nothing you're thinking tonight that tomorrow won't change You'll come in a sweetheart and you'll go out a stranger Well you try to love her but she's so contrary Like a chainsaw running through a dictionary So get your mind off the sweet behind of our little angel You're not going to do a thing You're not going to do a thing You're not going to do a thing to our little angel