THE COOKIE THIEF
Marty L.
Genre: Country/female vocal
Tempo: uptempo
Additional Notes:
No Notes Available
Backstory:
This song was inspired by a poem by Valerie Cox. I changed some of the words and added a repeating chorus to make it sound more like a song lyric.
Lyrics:
The Cookie Thief
© 2014 by Marty Lehr (music & *lyrics)
* based on the poem “The Cookie Thief” by Valerie Cox
intro
Chorus
You could save yourself a lot of grief
if you listen to the story ‘bout THE COOKIE THIEF
I think you’ll find it funny
I’ll try to make it brief
so here goes the story ‘bout the cookie thief
V1
A woman was waiting at an airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight
She looked for a book in the airport shop
Bought a bag of cookies, found a place to drop
(a place to drop)
V2
As she was reading her book she happened to see,
That the man sitting next to her, as bold as could be
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag in between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene
[avoid a scene]
Chorus
V3
So she munched the cookies and watched the clock,
As the gutsy COOKIE THIEF diminished her stock
She was getting more upset as the minutes ticked by,
If I wasn’t so nice, she thought, I’d punch him in the eye
[I’d punch him in the eye]
V4
With each cookie she took, he took one too,
When only one was left, she wondered what he’d do
With a smile on his face, and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half
(broke it in half)
Chorus V5
So he offered her half as he ate the other,
She snatched it from him and thought jeez, oh brother This guy has some nerve and he’s oh so rude,
Why he didn’t even show me any gratitude
[any gratitude]
V6
She had never known when she had been more galled,
And sighed with relief when her flight was called
She gathered her belongings and headed to the gate,
Refusing to look back at the thieving ingrate
[thieving ingrate]
V7
So she boarded the plane, and sank back in her seat,
Then she searched for her book, which was almost complete As she looked in her purse, she gasped with surprise, There was her bag of cookies, in front of her eyes
[in front of her eyes]
V8
If mine are here, she moaned in despair,
The others were his, and he tried to share
Too late to say “I’m sorry” she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, THE COOKIE THIEF”
(The Cookie Thief)
Chorus (2x)(lyric change)
You could save yourself a lot of grief
if you listened to the story ‘bout THE COOKIE THIEF I hope you found it funny
I tried to make it brief
so here ends my story ‘bout THE COOKIE THIEF (outro)
The Cookie Thief (5x) (ad lib)