Song parody of
Mr Rochester
by The Villaineers
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Remember when we met on the island
You with your bright white suits and me with my sugar cane
When the tradewinds would come blowing in
They'd bring in the strangest things
Those island nights were humid, the incense was thick in the air
When you'd wrap your arms around me you'd say, "Baby, I'm gonna get you out of here"
You could be my Mr Rochester
I could be the crazy lady in your attic
If that's the only way I can have it
I'm gonna take what I can get
It's cold in my new home
The east wind blows and chills me to the bone
This lonely life of curtains and belfries
You know it just cannot compare
To that island life I left so long ago
I said, "Baby, won't you take me back there?"
When you hear these footsteps on your ceiling
Know that's me, but it's not me leaving
You could be my Mr Rochester
I could be the crazy lady in your attic
If that's the only way I can have it
I'm gonna take what I can get
Dear Reader, don't you know
Dear Reader, can't you see
He's the only man who knows my true name
He's the only man for me
He's the only man and he's only for me
I could burn this all down
In a fire so big that the Wide Sargasso Sea
Could not douse all the flames
Of my love's true insanity
I guess you're my Mr Rochester
And that makes me the crazy lady in your attic
But if that's the only way I can have you
I'm gonna take what I can
I'm gonna take what I can
I'm gonna take what I can get
Remember when we met on the island
You with your bright white suits and me with my sugar cane
When the tradewinds would come blowing in
They'd bring in the strangest things
Those island nights were humid, the incense was thick in the air
When you'd wrap your arms around me you'd say, "Baby, I'm gonna get you out of here"
You could be my Mr Rochester
I could be the crazy lady in your attic
If that's the only way I can have it
I'm gonna take what I can get
It's cold in my new home
The east wind blows and chills me to the bone
This lonely life of curtains and belfries
You know it just cannot compare
To that island life I left so long ago
I said, "Baby, won't you take me back there?"
When you hear these footsteps on your ceiling
Know that's me, but it's not me leaving
You could be my Mr Rochester
I could be the crazy lady in your attic
If that's the only way I can have it
I'm gonna take what I can get
Dear Reader, don't you know
Dear Reader, can't you see
He's the only man who knows my true name
He's the only man for me
He's the only man and he's only for me
I could burn this all down
In a fire so big that the Wide Sargasso Sea
Could not douse all the flames
Of my love's true insanity
I guess you're my Mr Rochester
And that makes me the crazy lady in your attic
But if that's the only way I can have you
I'm gonna take what I can
I'm gonna take what I can
I'm gonna take what I can get
