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The Ditzy American

Listen To Ditzy American

Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved
By Camille Bright-Smith

I’m barely holding on
Like everyone here on my block
December 31
Instead of taking shots were all taking stock
Hoping to change things up on my own
Find a way to stay here in my home
Everyday I’m calling on the phone to follow up

Now I am sharper and harder and faster than before
I am smarter and tarter and I’m good at saying no
But I’m ready for the spring
A little sun
For two thousand ten
I ready for a little dose of ditzy American

Remember when we had two cars
On my birthday we ate caviar
Remember when we used to give
Money to beggars on the freeway?
Everyone’s dose is doubled up
And the news keeps reminding us
We are protected by the biggest guns

Now I am sharper and harder and faster than before
I am smarter and tarter and I’m good at saying no
But I’m ready for the spring
A little sun
For two thousand ten
I ready for a little dose of ditzy American

Don’t want to be forever changed
The Americans that had no shame
To the constant hum of reckoning
With the choices that we made
I miss my brainy bimbo days
Lured ‘em in with tits then
Handed them the dossier
Said hey baby hey

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8 Comments

  1. Marko Vrtikapa
    Posted January 2, 2010 at 7:48 pm | Permalink

    Wow, did you write this for me? I was on the phone yesterday with the bank – checking balances – I was on the phone with unemployment – checking when my benefits will be terminated – I was on the phone with a mortgage crisis counselor – crazy shit! Thanks for the affirmation.

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted January 2, 2010 at 10:47 pm | Permalink

      Oh you are welcome! I have made each of those calls you mention myself lately as have many of my dearest friends. Some have come within days of losing their house. Its all so serious all the time. It got me thinking about how carefree and risky I was in my 20s and how wonderfully fun it was.

  2. Posted January 3, 2010 at 1:10 pm | Permalink

    I love this line:

    “I miss my brainy bimbo days
    Lured ‘em in with tits then
    Handed them the dossier”

    I appreciate the way that your song captures both the good and the bad of getting older – with age comes experience, maybe even wisdom, but also more challenges, entanglements.

    May 2010 bring us all more of the good stuff and less of the bad!

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted January 3, 2010 at 1:15 pm | Permalink

      OH gosh THANK YOU! Its so nice to know that someone I don’t know well gets that! I was hoping it wouldn’t be just me and my weird friends!

      Ah, here’s to 2010s wonderful entanglements! Thanks so much – you made my day!

  3. Posted January 4, 2010 at 12:11 am | Permalink

    Love this! Perfect injection of politics. Well done, darlin’!

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted January 4, 2010 at 8:43 am | Permalink

      Thanks Mama! I felt like I was swirling in a fog with this one, and didn’t know if people would really get it….but my favorite people DO get it! I guess I just have good taste in other weird people like me! Happy New Year, May 2010 bring you love, giggles, and several sunny afternoons by yourself with a book.

  4. Posted January 6, 2010 at 9:16 am | Permalink

    I love the comment on how we teeter on the line between our youth and our wisdom – I don’t want to say “old age” because frankly, unless I look in the mirror I still feel like I’m living my younger, “dizty American” days!

    • Camille Bright-Smith
      Posted January 6, 2010 at 10:56 am | Permalink

      We (YOU!) should still feel young even when we look in the mirror! We are young enough to have young children, rather than older children, right! Young enough to find the energy to raise the kids and pursue our creative desires! We are YOUNG! Maybe not quite as ditzy, but its fun every now and then.