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The Desires of Stanley Kowalski



(Street Car named Desire)



I’m a man, a company man

Driven to excess, animalistic, some may say,

I drink and gamble, love passionately at night

A diligent hardworking Polack by day


Stella, a dutiful wife, knows her place

Next to me at the card table or flat on her back,

She knows what I want; she knows when I want it

We’ve paused for a while. There’s kindling in her sack.


Her sister Blanche has so many airs and graces

Refined, demure, dresses well-heeled

She was an English mistress from ole Mississippi

Now bunking with us in Elysian fields


Blanche arrived and expected more of me

Changes to our circumstances, improve Stella's life

Ditch my buddies, stop drinking so much

Stella better not agree or I’ll be changing my wife


We share our little two-room flat

It’s a lot closer than I’d want it to be

What Blanche says and does is annoying

She annoys the hell out of me


I work all day to bring home the meat

Then some poker with a couple of guys

I get home to find that Stella has

So out of character taken Blanche’s side


Blanche is no role model. She’s lost the family home.

And halfway through school lost her sanity

She’s not very attractive. I wouldn’t poke her.

She’s full of pretension, pride, and vanity


Of course, I’m not sorry,

Stella deserved that beating

We’re husband and wife, she obeys

Either that or bad times keep repeating


As for Blanche, I’ve sorted that too

Her insanity swung like a pendulum

It wasn’t my cock she wanted, but she got it

Now she’s banged to rights in the local asylum


I’m a good man, a good company man

Driven to excess, animalistic, some may say,

I drink and gamble, love passionately at night

A diligent hardworking Polack by day



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