"Baby, there's cops outside" Karaoke! And our last day Blog Hopping with Holiday Gift of Love.

Alas, this is our final day for Karaoke Fun singing wacky, whimisical and way off planet lyrics to some of my favorite Christmas songs. Thanks so much for taking part. I hope you all signed up here to win a free book and then hopped all over the merry place to enter on other blogs for more prizes and some amazing Grand Prizes.

Smitten Image is the first of a series of futuristic urban fantasy's set in the future. I'm currently working on The Bedrosian Born: Broken Eros, a story about an apprentice pleasure succubae (whose family has been in the world's oldest profession since the world was new). Garin Bedrosian is determined she will not co-operate with her family's plan to turn her into a high priced courtesan, which puts her life and those she loves in danger. Cutter Greely is a Rifter who can open space and slip through to other destinations which makes him a perfect corporate spy. But it doesn't make for an easy nor a very long life. And he has no room for Garin and the troubles she brings with her. Please check back in early 2013 for the release of Broken Eros. I'd love to hear what you think. Thanks again for stopping in and Happy Hopping!

                    (I apologize for singing both parts and for not sounding very male...)

 "Baby, there's cops outside"... (a.k.a. Baby, it's cold outside)

I  really can’t stay,

                   Baby, there’s cops out there

I must get away

                   Baby, there’s cops out there

You got me in

                   Was hoping they’d miss the boat

This awful mess.

                    They caught on faster than I’d hoped.

I really thought it wasn’t a bank job

                    Quick, let’s hide the loot in the floor

Didn’t think of paying the price

                     Before they come to break down the door.

So really I’ve got to scurry,

                     Hurry there’s no time to lose now

So let me go, I’ll shut my mouth.

                     We’ve got to keep a hold of this score

Don’t want in the clink,

                    Baby, it’s bad out there  

Jeesh, what’s in this drink?

                    Lights flashing everywhere

I wish I knew how

                    I’ll make a dash,    

To quit this mess

                    Just let me go, I’ll take the cash

I shoulda said, hell, not going

                    No one’s gonna catch me again

At least I coulda gotten away

                    What’s the sense in hurting my pride.

I really can’t stay.

                     Baby, don’t hold out.

Hey, cause there’s cops outside!

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