Songs by Marty L.


   

THE COOKIE THIEF

  1. 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)


                                                                                                                                                                                        
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