Window washer, the song

Following on from yesterday's post, here are the lyrics of one of the first songs I wrote.  The page of the note book has 16 March 2006 written at the top.  I was inspired to write it after a man came and washed my windows.  The windows were attached to my 11th floor office.

It's a slow, sultry blues.

WINDOW WASHER

Shock of my life - what's he doing there - 

Suspended by wire, high in the air?

Man at the window peering on in

Strong arms sweep widely - he sends me a grin. 

I smile at him, really wanting to speak.

He's swinging quite wildly - I'm feeling weak.

He's starting to go down,

He's making me squirm

He's strong and he's sexy

His tool belt is firm.

He visits me monthly

15 minutes a time

He washes my window

I think he's divine.

He's my flying Diet Coke ad

It's my great good luck

He's hot and he's handsome

And he loves to clean!

(c) Tanya Edlington 2006