Breezy Slide (Feat. Brian David Gilbert)
Louie Zong
My heart is like a jar of pickles Kinda sour, kinda sweet, soaked in brine No sandwich to pair with Lower than a side dish No deep fryer that I can call mine My heart is like a jar of capers A ball of salt that won't go by itself No pasta to complement Contemplating time spent Sitting on the market shelf But no more I'll keep it tightly sealed 'Cause gradually it's been revealed That its no good until its open The seal can't go unbroken Won't keep my heart all bottled up no more!