ITCH

Duration

3:39

Description

Lyrics

...itch 2010 Einar Hanson--BMI Way back when my life was just startin' the "...itch" transferred to kindergarten... Shirley Temple dress...big banana curls she was daddy's precious girl then she aimed her (sarcasticly) baby blue daggars right at me... I was laid back, man I was chillin' why she made me the villian is still a mystery... She aimed her sights next on Petie, he was my first grade sweetie...until she (sarcasticly) let him lick her...peanut butter cup... Scratch-scratch-scratch...one of these days, I'm gonna scratch that "...itch..." The formative years went by fast... Petie was my all-star quarterback... Things were fine or so it seemed... 'Til the "...itch" joined the cheerleading team... yeah rah-rah-rah I got your (sarcasticly) siss-boom-bah...right here... Scratch-scratch-scratch...one of these days, I'm gonna scratch that "...itch..." I worked two jobs, saved every buck... My first car...was a pickup truck... And wouldn't you know...Daddy bought her an Elderado...Convertible... (sarcasticly) oh look-Petie's driving-how cute... BRIDGE...? Then one night she ran outta' luck... A Caddy's no match for a pickup truck... She cut me off then lost control... And sent that sled... (sarcasticly) On a slow...motion...roll... I can only imagine how it felt... Dangling upside down by the seat belt... Screamin'...at the top of her lungs... (sarcastlicly) Oh how sweet the sound... Scratch-scratch-scratch...I finally got to...scratch that "...itch..." (optional) Scratch-scratch-scratch...it feels so good to scratch that "...itch..." (Spoken) (optional) How do I spell relief...? scr...at...ch... That spells... "...itch...."