So Warm - So Creamy - So What

One man’s journey from curious to battered, via a Freudian highway.
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So Warm…So Creamy…So What

So warm… so creamy… so what…
So warm… so creamy… so what…

When I met you, you were sleeping in a German catholic school
You were pantomiming etiquette while cataloging cool
Seems nothing that you had to say got anywhere with me
Yet you were cuter than a car wreck for all the world to see

Your mother was a papist and so daddy failed to pop
You fell into my pickup but my falling hasn’t stopped
You weren’t that girl I dreamt of, you were just the girl who came
When you whispered that you loved me it cut against the grain

So warm… so creamy… so what…

The months crept by, you organized a rally against the poor
Your analyst was very Freud so he said you were a whore
I could not disagree yet to me it seemed so right
I gave you fifty dollars and got settled for the night

I couldn’t comprehend a single word you ever said
I loathed the way you idolized the literary dead
Hugo was your husband while Rimbaud was cruel and kind
You read too much and chattered like a parrot’s caffeine mind

So warm… so creamy… so what
So warm… so creamy… so what

I never really liked you, but you really wouldn’t care
I rearranged my life while you rearranged your hair
You rose above me slowly ascending to the stars
As I stayed below you dodging all these tiny little cars

In opiated misery the years went smoking by
You tended then to laugh at life I tended then to cry
Each tear I shed became a diamond in your crown
I can’t believe you shine so bright, my flame is burning down

So warm… so creamy… so what…
So warm… so creamy… so what…

So warm
So creamy
So what!