Josie: A Musical Interlude

I have learned that when my mind pulls lyrics from memory and starts playing them to me, insistently, I ought to heed the message.

Here we go:

Josie -- Steely Dan

We're gonna break out the hats and hooters
When Josie comes home
We're gonna rev up the motorscooters
When Josie comes home to stay
We're gonna park in the street

Sleep on the beach and make it
Throw down the jam till the girls say when
Lay down the law and break it
When Josie comes home

When Josie comes home
So good
She's the pride of the neighborhood
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire

Uh huh...

Jo would you love to scrapple
She'll never say no
[No!]
Shine up the battle apple
We'll shake'em all down tonight
We're gonna mix in the street

Strike at the stroke of midnight
Dance on the bones till the girls say when
Pick up whats's left by daylight
When Josie comes home

When Josie comes home
So bad
She's the best friend we ever had
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire

When Josie comes home
So good
She's the pride of the neighborhood
She's the raw flame
The live wire
She prays like a Roman
With her eyes on fire

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I'll figure out what my subconscious is trying to get across here, in a day or so. Meanwhile, I'm not going to hide from it, whatever it is.