3Black Velvet
Disclaimer: I don't ownX-men, I don't own the song Black Velvet but I do own the plot.
"So what was Mississippi like anyway?" asked Bobby asthey drove along in the car.
"Ah don know, it's kinda hard to explain, ta somebody that's never been there before" replied Rogue.
Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell
Jimmy Rogers on the victorola up high
Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder
The sun is setting like molasses in the sky.
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything.
Always wanting more, he'd leave you longin' for
"What are your parent's like?" Bobby asked trying a different tactic.
"My parent's are Mississippi folk, even if that's not where they live now. They like to take things slow, do everything slow, eat slow, talk slow, trust slow, like slow," Bobby tensed up making face at the last two, "'cept when they're introduced by somebody they trust a lot," Bobby relaxed, "not that a daughter who ran away 3 yrs. before and is comin' home with a strange boy and a baby on 'er shoulder trustworthy," Bobby tensed again as she concluded.
There was silence then and they listened to the radio play:
Black velvet and that little boy smile
Black velvet and that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
"But they'll probably like ya, Ah mean Ah like ya, you're a likable person Bobby, even if ma parents are a tad over protective," added Rogue.
"Oh," was all Bobby could think of to say, then,"you are now entering Memphis, Tennessee."
Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave
White lighting, bound to drive ya wild
Mama's baby's in the heart of every schoolgirl
"Love me tender" leaves em cryin' in the aisle
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true.
Always wantin' more he'd leave ya longin' for.
"We're almost there yet, though we still have a ways to go," said mumbled Rogue changing lanes, "Ah sure am glad Cykes let us borra a car.
"Me to. You know you used an Oxymoron almost there but still a ways to go'," said Bobby.
Rogue giggled and said, "You shush," then as a wail broke out from the back of the car, "You too, we're gonna stop in a few minutes and then we go and look around this new place and ya can eat and stuff," said Rogue in the direction off the wailing. After her words it the wail slowly came to stop.
Black velvet and that little boy smile
Black velvet and that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya ta your knees
Black velvet if ya please
They came to sign that said pit-stop children's park restrooms and conviences.
"See," said Rogue, "just like Ah said."
"Uh-huh," mumbled Bobby.
"Ah wasn't talking to you," laughed Rogue stressing the you, "Ah was talking to, Angel."
"I know, but as he can't answer I was answering for him," said Bobby sticking his nose in the air then laughing, "I still can't believe we named him Angel, though"
Every word of every song that he sang was for you.
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon,
What could you do?
"It's good to laugh," said Bobby solemnly, "how come you're not stressed out?
"Cause Ah'm a Mississippi person Ah take stuff slow, Ah'm gonna be stressed when Ah get there not before it takes a load off,"said Rogue in her southern purr.
"Oh, I need to try that sometimes," said Bobby.
"What about right know?" asked Rogue.
"Yeah now too," he laughed.
Black velvet and that little boy smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to ya knees
Black velvet if you please.
Black velvet and that little boy smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to ya knees
Black velvet if you please.
If you please
If you please.