A song about a girl, and the bee that made her rich.
Matthew Scott--Synthesizers, too much fun with fx, lyrics;
John Pfeifer--Electric and acoustic guitars, bass guitar, vocal, music
Charts #3 in subgenre today
(peak #1)
Matt Scott / John Pfeifer
John Pfeifer / Matt Scott
December 01, 2003
Story behind the song
Add the following ingredients, in no particular order, then puree:
1. Hot, creaky Music Theory classroom
2. Bee
3. Semi-Amazonian classical guitar student
4. Little whip of a Peru, IL guitar player
(preferably pre-baked)
5. Bobble-headed, badly necktied professor
6. Matt Scott
7. Bee
Lyrics
Just a tough guy protecting his girl;
he doesn't look the type for a hero.
He didn't reach out his hand;
he reached out his fist.
Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world never knew the end.
Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world...
Just a tall girl reflecting her world;
she doesn't say the things that she wants to.
She didn't look out her window;
she looked down instead...
Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world never knew the end.
Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world...
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Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world never knew the end.
Miss Understood, Miss Understood,
Miss Understood;
and all the world...
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Classic case of love running out of time.
Running scared -- has to leap out, stop on a dime.
Breaking off, but she falls for the same old line.
When the morning line won't pick you up off
the ground;
when you can't see your face without looking
down....
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