It’s no secret that I live the life of a Downtown Man. Women who lived in an uptown world, along with their fancy college degrees and white collar professions could never go for a blue collar bum like me. Social status doesn’t exist in a vacuum after all, and if I don’t got the mojo, then there’s no way I can land me some high class ho-hos, ya know?
But Billy Joel, he made me believe. He made me dare to dream in the hopes that maybe, just maybe, there was an Uptown girl out there who could see past my blue collar ways, and past the gruff exterior. Yes you did, Billy Joel:
But I see now that it was all a dirty, filthy, vomitous lie. Damn you Billy Joel!! Damn you for making me dream wonderful dreams, only to see reality grind them out like so much meat!!!! I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you…
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Sorry to break it to you, Linc, but truth hurts, and the fact of the matter is that Billy Joel had a recording contract raking in millions when he got hitched with his Uptown Girl Christie Brinkley. ;)
Besides, you need to have been born on that ‘magical’ day. See, he and I share the same birthday. :-P
That filthy, filthy hypocrite!