Pick Me Up by JoeProAI

[Chorus: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, the band pounding]
Pick me up, pick me up, on the side of the road
Everybody fears the werewolf with the pillowcase load
Forty cars went by me, and the forty had it right
Pick me up, pick me up, worst thing I said tonight

[Verse 2: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, faster, the guitar snarling]
She takes the curves at ninety, hummin' hymns and chewin' gum
And there's somethin' in the trunk that keeps a-knockin' like a drum
In the back there is a shovel and a sack of garden lime
And a roll of plastic sheetin', and she says, "That's for my vines"
Radio says, "Police are lookin' for a sweet old gal tonight
Last seen in a long black car," and she clicks it off, polite
Then she pats me on the knee and says, "Now, honey, what's your name?"
And I'm a grown man in a wolf head, and I'm shakin' all the same

[Chorus: the band pounding]
Pick me up, pick me up, on the side of the road
Everybody fears the werewolf with the pillowcase load
Forty cars went by me, and the forty had it right
Pick me up, pick me up, worst thing I said tonight

[Bridge: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, the slapped bass alone, then the band crashes back]
I'm the monster, I'm the monster, I'm the one you're s'posed to fear
Got the fangs and got the fur, and I want my mama here

[Verse 3: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, full tilt]
Red light at the county line, I pull the handle, and it's locked
"Child-safe, sugar," and she smiles, and the trunk begins to knock
I say, "Ma'am, I'm gettin' out here," and she says, "Not till we're home"
So I crank the window down and dive out headfirst on my own
Land in somebody's pumpkins, lose my tail and lose my loot
Look back, and she's already slowin' down, polite and cute
For a fella in a hockey mask, his thumb out in the rain
And I wave at him, and run, and I don't look back again

[Outro: the band peels away one instrument at a time until it's only the slapped bass and his voice]
Nobody pick me up, I'm walkin' all the way
'Cause the scariest thing on Halloween's a granny sayin', "Stay"
[End]

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[Verse 1: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, frantic over the slapped upright bass] Halloween on Route Eleven, and I'm wearin' my wolf head Party at the Kowalskis' ended when the punch bowl bled Thumb out on the shoulder in the cold and dirty fog Forty cars go flyin' by me, honkin' at the hairy dog Can't blame 'em, I'm a werewolf with a pillowcase of loot Standin' by a cornfield with the mud up to my boot Then a long black sedan pulls over, purrin' like a cat Window rolls on down, it's a granny in a Sunday hat Says, "Hop in, sugar, it's a cold one, don't you freeze" And she's sweeter than a pie, with a quilt across her knees [Chorus: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, the band pounding] Pick me up, pick me up, on the side of the road Everybody fears the werewolf with the pillowcase load Forty cars went by me, and the forty had it right Pick me up, pick me up, worst thing I said tonight [Verse 2: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, faster, the guitar snarling] She takes the curves at ninety, hummin' hymns and chewin' gum And there's somethin' in the trunk that keeps a-knockin' like a drum In the back there is a shovel and a sack of garden lime And a roll of plastic sheetin', and she says, "That's for my vines" Radio says, "Police are lookin' for a sweet old gal tonight Last seen in a long black car," and she clicks it off, polite Then she pats me on the knee and says, "Now, honey, what's your name?" And I'm a grown man in a wolf head, and I'm shakin' all the same [Chorus: the band pounding] Pick me up, pick me up, on the side of the road Everybody fears the werewolf with the pillowcase load Forty cars went by me, and the forty had it right Pick me up, pick me up, worst thing I said tonight [Bridge: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, the slapped bass alone, then the band crashes back] I'm the monster, I'm the monster, I'm the one you're s'posed to fear Got the fangs and got the fur, and I want my mama here [Verse 3: hiccuping rockabilly male lead, full tilt] Red light at the county line, I pull the handle, and it's locked "Child-safe, sugar," and she smiles, and the trunk begins to knock I say, "Ma'am, I'm gettin' out here," and she says, "Not till we're home" So I crank the window down and dive out headfirst on my own Land in somebody's pumpkins, lose my tail and lose my loot Look back, and she's already slowin' down, polite and cute For a fella in a hockey mask, his thumb out in the rain And I wave at him, and run, and I don't look back again [Chorus: the band pounding] Pick me up, pick me up, on the side of the road Everybody fears the werewolf with the pillowcase load Forty cars went by me, and the forty had it right Pick me up, pick me up, worst thing I said tonight [Outro: the band peels away one instrument at a time until it's only the slapped bass and his voice] Nobody pick me up, I'm walkin' all the way 'Cause the scariest thing on Halloween's a granny sayin', "Stay" [End]

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