Viva Las Divas (the origins of "Shouldn't I have this?")
Mary Chapin Carpenter’s Passionate Kisses has been running in my head as a theme song of late. My current personal motto is a line from this song, is “Shouldn’t I have this?”
Chuck has accused me of turning into a diva. He blames the girlfriends I hang out with, Nell Anne in particular. That is probably unfair.
In fact, I’m certain I can pinpoint the beginning of this transformation. It was the reduction. There is something about going from being in constant back pain and thinking, “my god I wish I didn’t have these enormous boobs in my lap from nursing two babies” to “hey! I’ve got a fabulous rack! It cost my insurance company 12 grand!” that gives a girl a stronger sense of entitlement.
Makes me all the more likely to think, Shouldn’t I have this? when indulging in a boot binge at Nordstrom Rack (4 pairs of boots last week, yikes!), a new tube of MAC lip gloss or enjoying being treated like a princess.
Happily I have found the tabs for my song, and I’m guessing since it is written and composed by the woman Chuck insists if it weren’t for me would be Mrs. Mundorff (Lucinda Williams) he’d be willing to play it for me. Honey?
Is it too much to ask
I want a comfortable bed that won't hurt my back
Food to fill me up
And warm clothes and all that stuff
Shouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Is it too much to demand
I want a full house and a rock and roll band
Pens that won't run out of ink
And cool quiet and time to think
Shouldn't I have thisShouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Do I want too much
Am I going overboard to want that touch
I shout it out to the night
"Give me what I deserve, 'cause it's my right"
Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I)
Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I)
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Chuck has accused me of turning into a diva. He blames the girlfriends I hang out with, Nell Anne in particular. That is probably unfair.
In fact, I’m certain I can pinpoint the beginning of this transformation. It was the reduction. There is something about going from being in constant back pain and thinking, “my god I wish I didn’t have these enormous boobs in my lap from nursing two babies” to “hey! I’ve got a fabulous rack! It cost my insurance company 12 grand!” that gives a girl a stronger sense of entitlement.
Makes me all the more likely to think, Shouldn’t I have this? when indulging in a boot binge at Nordstrom Rack (4 pairs of boots last week, yikes!), a new tube of MAC lip gloss or enjoying being treated like a princess.
Happily I have found the tabs for my song, and I’m guessing since it is written and composed by the woman Chuck insists if it weren’t for me would be Mrs. Mundorff (Lucinda Williams) he’d be willing to play it for me. Honey?
Is it too much to ask
I want a comfortable bed that won't hurt my back
Food to fill me up
And warm clothes and all that stuff
Shouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Is it too much to demand
I want a full house and a rock and roll band
Pens that won't run out of ink
And cool quiet and time to think
Shouldn't I have thisShouldn't I have this
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Do I want too much
Am I going overboard to want that touch
I shout it out to the night
"Give me what I deserve, 'cause it's my right"
Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I)
Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I)
Shouldn't I have all of this, and
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
Passionate kisses
Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh
Passionate kisses from you
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