100 Games of Solitaire

[tinhuvielartanis]

This has been on my J-tunes for some time because of it's Blues-y vibe. In my fanfictions, J loves his tunes and the Blues is one of his favourite genres. For a week or so, though, I've just been laughing my ass off at how appropriate the song became. Johnette Napolitano, the one who wrote this ditty, has always been and will always be an artistic genius. And I don't say this lightly, and it won't be the first time I've said it. Aunt Tudi can vouch for me when I swear I've said this hundreds of times over the years: I'd sell my soul to the devil to be able to sing like Johnette. Now go download this song. That is all.

100 Games of Solitaire by Concrete Blonde

I got a bag all packed got a ticket for the train
Mexico to New Orleans and back again
I got a bottle of tequila baby, who needs friends?
I got a bottle of tequila baby, who needs friends?
I got a 100 miles of desert, got a head of fresh air
And I know 100 games of solitaire

I got nothing to lose and I got nothing to do
I can go anywhere with anyone I choose
I got a dog named Lucky and a hundred dollars in my shoe
Here I am on my way from here to there
And I know 100 games of solitaire

Well I don't where I'll end up tonight
Any place with a bar and bath tub's all right
I got a burnin' yearnin' for some new sounds and smells and sights
And I never see your face again, well I don't care
And I know 100 games of solitaire.