Burnin' Barbie Boxes

Ric Seaberg
(Ric Seaberg)


I was havin’ dinner with the unit I call spouse

When suddenly we smelled some funky smoke aound the house

We put down our plates ... headed straight into the street

T’see if there was someone with a chimney spewin’ heat

Well we were not surprised t’see our neighbors on the right

Smokin’ like a furnace so my wife piped up in spite


They must be Burnin’ Barbie Boxes and some chunks of rubber hose

Old prescription bottles and some dippy hippie clothes

Wigs from 1960 and a leather catcher’s mitt

Honey please go over there and tell’em all t’quit!


I walked back into the house and drank a glass of red

Usually I sip it but I guzzled it instead

I smelled latex burnin’, from my easy chaiir

I gathered up some courage and I marched right over there

I knocked once, and then I heard the dogs begin t’bark

And as the door came open I could see’m by the hearth


Yeah they were Burnin’ Barbie Boxes and some chunks of rubber hose

Right there in the fireplace where wood is spose’t’go

Wigs from 1960 and some rummage sale gear

Uniroyal, Firestone and possibly Goodyear




And then amid the squallor, I told’em I was sore

And maybe you can tell this ain’t the holler anymore!!!!!


You can’t be Burnin’ Barbie Boxes.....In the neighborhood

Nothin’ cloth or rubber.....try t’stick with wood!

Nose plugs work for swimmin’....not at suppertime

So quit Burnin’ Barbie Boxes and we’ll

Get along jus’ fine.....


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