MARRIED MISSIONARY   (Words and Music by Hali Hammer)

 

Well, he looked like Ricky Nelson, he made love like Errol Flynn

Yeah, he looked like Ricky Nelson, he made love like Errol Flynn

We were young & in a frenzy, no accounting for the state we were in

 

Now, Romeo & Juliet, the two had nothing on our scene

No, Romeo & Juliet, the two had nothing on our scene

But my folks wouldn’t let me see him, and I was only 17

 

So many years had passed

Since we’d gone our separate ways

Then I heard from him again, the e-mail put me in a daze

Cause I’m a radical politico in Berkeley, a musician, & he

Is a married missionary & he’s living in Tennessee

(Break)

 

Well, it threw me, he came to me from a romance buried in the past

I travelled back in time with my emotions stepping on the gas

We’re talking like teenagers, but we really ought to let it be

Cause he’s a married missionary and he’s living in Tennessee

 

Now we’re both carrying a torch that’s more like the eternal flame

But I really wonder, underneath the romance, would it be the same

Cause I’m a party-going, meditating Jewish Pagan Buddhist & he

Is a married missionary and he’s living in Tennessee