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Battle Creek
By: Geoff B Platt

Bobbi came from Battle Creek
There was nothing she could do.
You either stick around and take it
Or look for something new.
She said California
Was the only place to be.
So she bolted out of Battle Creek
When she turned 17.

It was a family tradition,
Her dad had moved out west
With just one intention:
To give his wife and girls the best.
He got started on the wrong foot,
Wandered way off track.
The ground beneath him felt like jello, he said
He never bothered coming back.

(Chorus)

And it's easier to change than it is to stay the same.
I know moss means nothing to a rolling stone.
But it's best for you and me to take heed and agree
It's well enough leaving well enough alone.

(End Chorus)

Bobbi found a place in Venice Beach
And the boardwalk was her home.
She learned the art of piercing body parts
Had a style all her own.
Tagged around with Tattoo Tony,
Was a canvas for his ink.
In the morning she rolled his zigzags,
At night she matched his drinks.

But the summer light receded;
So did the sounds along the shore.
She pierced pumpkins in the parlor
'Til it changed into a Christmas store.
Tony shook his head at her,
Said the seasons are a drag
And gathered his belongings,
Carried out the bag.

Chorus

Sunsets just got colder
And Bobbi's friends moved away.
On Thanksgiving she ate pretzels
Like it was any other day.
She heard snow had battered Battle Creek.
She missed the place somehow.
All the things that she once hated
Seemed better to her now.

Chorus

Well is it well enough leaving well enough alone?

[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-02-2002).]