Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Will You Like Me More? (When I'm Sixty-Four, Paul McCartney)

Shame on me, giving Sawyer another song when I've neglected so many other characters entirely. But I have mistaken first impressions on the brain today. And while Sawyer never quite proves himself entirely trustworthy, there's a lot more to him than that jerk who antagonized Sayid. In my other parody, I have him protesting the idea of Locke trying to make him a better person; in this When I'm 64 parody, which takes place a little earlier, it's almost the opposite as Sawyer, frustrated to find himself falling for Kate, imagines himself confronting her and trying to convince her he's not so bad. The poor guy's conflicted and can't figure out whether he wants to be loved or hated. Silly Sawyer... All you need is love!

Will You Like Me More?

When I was boldly shooting a bear,
Why'd you have a cow?
Thanks to me, the scouting party's doing fine.
Your revulsion should be a sign
You'll never be attracted to me.
Still, I'm not so sure.
If you take chances with second glances,
Will you like me more?

You have secrets too.
If you sing like a bird,
I'll share mine with you.

I don't know why you flatly refuse,
Thinkin' it's a con.
Princess, is it prejudice or is it pride?
You won't see my sensitive side.
If I try harder, grovel and plead
On the jungle floor,
If you take chances with second glances,
Will you like me more?

We could help each other warm our bodies
In the dead of night, if I'm bein' clear.
If you'd only cave,
I'd prove that I can be
More than just a knave.

Now that you've tossed my heart on the line,
Here's the thing to do:
Ditch the doc - he's much too busy anyway,
Bossin' us around every day.
Pity the one who fell for your charm.
Dine with me on boar.
If you take chances with second glances,
Will you like me more?


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