Lyrics

Baby…You could do Worse Than Me

I was having fun with this one. This is the longest song I have written. It is more like a play to be performed in full view of a live audience. Perhaps I am stuck in the realm of rock and roll and looking for more depth and nuance in today's songs. Two things I like…great guitar and drumming, which appear to be on their way to a lost art as AI becomes a reality. In some ways, this song or play is a protest song about the bar scene, dating, and life after 5:00 PM. A couple of weeks later, rereading it after it percolated, I decided it needed a second part to balance it. I then wrote the second part, which is the response from the redhead at the bar. I think there are some excellent lines in this. Lots of cliches in this as well. I would love to see someone perform this—maybe a Saturday Night Live skit.

Recently…

strolling down memory lane

I needed to feed this thirst of mine

Racing off to a local bar

Loaded with targets galore

Drinks were half-priced

And they were partying full-bore

Music was blaring

When I stole the dance floor,

The ladies took little notice

So, I yelled out at the ladies,

Pounding shots at the bar….


Baby…Baby….

You can do a lot worse…

Than this man you see….

Got no comb over.

No beer belly is hanging on me

No gold chains or rings

Holding me back

My face is natural

Got no tattoos on my back

The former bird in my beard

Skedaddled last week

Baby…Come on,

Baby…. you can do a lot worse than me…


The ladies were aghast.

As I continued to prance,

Elaine from Seinfeld got nothing on me

Slapped my butt two times

To show off my best side

Finally, one stunning redhead

Looked annoyed at my way

Stepping up my message

My voice nearly cleared the place.


Baby…Baby, you can do a lot worse

Than, the man you see

I shower and shave

With new clothes once a week

My truck has no rust

Or holes in the floor

My dog Bob is friendly

Well, most of the time

Cook a mean hot dog

Three meals at a time

Baby…come on, Baby

You can do a lot worse than me….


The ladies were now looking.

And shaking their heads

I’m not drunk yet


And sometimes I get stoned

Now, before

You deep fry this man’s chicken ….

My hair is a mess

And I rarely wear a dress

But I know I could rock

A tiny blue dress

Jimmy Choo shoes

Would look stunning on me

My manhood is solid

As Jell-O shots…you’ll see

I don’t need Depends

Come dance with me

I know you can’t take your eyes

Off me…


Baby…Baby….

You can do a lot worse.

Than the man you see….

Got no woman or man right now

No need to get back soon

To the chain gang anyhow,

Wind me up for the rest of the night

Baby…come on,

Baby, you can do a lot worse than me


I’m not an angel, but I have the devil inside

Like a stallion rearing its hoofs for a long ride

I’ve got great stamina…my record is five

Five long minutes before I close my brown eyes

Come and get it…Baby, I need your loving

I’m available on Saturday or any day of the week

And no, I won’t charge you a dime

For any of my time

Ladies…This week’s can’t-resist special

…take a chance on me

So, take a chance on me…

Baby…take a chance on me!


Baby…Baby…you can do a lot worse than me

I am looking for a lover for the night, don’t you see

My good looks and hairy Sasquatch chest

Are my gifts, you see

As we glide down the street, all will see

Baby, you see… My many gifts highlight me

Please think of me always with a sparkle in your eyes

Baby…Baby…come on, baby…you can do a lot worse than me

Do a lot worse than me…take a chance on me….


My moves were not working, it seemed, with this crowd

It was time to pull that last trick of mine

So, I pulled down my pants while taking a quick step

I showed off my sweet two-day-old Teddy Bear undies for all to see

Ladies…a team of wild horses should not break our wicked times

You can buy me drinks and can relish more than this

Remember, every breath you take…every move I make

Baby…. you could do a lot worse than a man like me!


No takers, it seems…too bad, ladies…you are missing your chance

I am dancing right now to the next bar

You all wish for the unlocked door to my candy store

Remember, I have great stamina, which you will never see

Baby…Baby, as I dance the night away out the door,

Baby…come on, Baby…you could do much worse than me…

Goodbye to you all…you could do a lot worse than me!



(Prequel to this song… Baby…You Ain’t Never Going to Have Me)

- Tom D. Welsh