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The Big Chocolate Dick
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singer songwriter acoustic beatles music florida new york love songs writer college performer larry whitler robin macblane
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I am a solo singer/songwriter. My music is mostly soft although my songs could easily be performed in mostly any style.
For me, it's all about the song. That mysteriously magical thing that happens when a lyric is married to a melody. The writing process is invigorating and exciting while simultaneously being exasperating and difficult. It is that moment when music is being composed and a lyric is being written when I am truly the "artist at his easel." The creative process continues when the song is brought into the studio to be recorded because, as in writing, the production and arrangement processes also have their own sets of challenges. Those challenges are always dictated by the song itself and the task at hand at that moment is to be true to the song and carefully craft a recording that reflects what the song is about. Part three, for me, is to then take that song and perform it. It is the purest form of displaying this work of art called a song and is the only place where the magic of the creation is reflected back to me from a room full of interested listeners. And at that moment it is only as magical as the audience makes me believe it is. My CDs are all available on CDBaby.com.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #167
Peak in subgenre #31
Author
Words and Music by Larry Whitler
Rights
2014 Quill And Keyboard Productions
Uploaded
October 19, 2014
Track Files
MP3
MP3 8.3 MB 320 kbps 3:38
Lyrics
She went to a shop with chocolate delights For a bag full of comfort on long lonely nights. When a hand-written sign caught her eye and her whim Saying "Chocolate Erotica" was finally in. She got up the nerve and she swallowed her pride And she probably blushed like an innocent bride, But she'd circled the block more than quite a few times And she wanted to know what it meant on that sign. So she asked the young man and he gave her a smirk, And she sensed he was proud of his chocolate artwork. Then he pulled out a tray from the counter below And she waited to see what the chocolate chef showed. She was right, yes indeed, there it was, plain as day. A lollipop penis. Circumcised, I would say. He had "tits on Ritz" and "Bon-Bon Balls" And a chocolate vagina and that wasn't all, There were all kinds of nasties in his bag full of tricks So she asked "Do you sell many milk chocolate dicks?" With a businessman's poise he assured her he did. Then he pulled out a box and he opened the lid. He said, "This is my favorite, and a big seller too." It was solid and life sized and called "The big screw." For whom does one buy such a candy as this? Surely not for yourself. Surely not as a gift! Does it really get eaten? And where does it hide? For if anyone finds it she would rather have died! Well, I guess I should tell you she purchased the thing. A little embarrassed but it's worth mentioning That if ever you are tempted to buy a big chocolate dick Be prepared for your friends to say you're delightfully sick. But, most important, take it out of the car. For, alas, her life's story: It just didn't stay hard.
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