Hey you, hey Claude Giroux, I’m still tryna date you.
Still tryna make you a grilled cheese.
And since there’s no NHL my winter’s been a living hell
Come rescue me pretty pretty please.
Hey Claude Giroux, I know how much cheese means to you.
So I wrote you another cheesy song
So hey Giroux, one date is all I’m asking.
I promise that you would have fun.
NHL.com won’t give me the stats for what I’m looking for
So I’m Knock Knockin’ let me in?
Hey you, hey Claude Giroux, I’d slash Crosby’s wrists for you.
Nothing’s changed he’s still a whiny bitch.
I think you’re the best in the league
Bombay’s got nothin’ on your triple deke
Your presence, I’m sure, makes goalies sick.
Half way through writing this track, the lockout ended, and hockey’s back
But I’d like it if you could still rescue me.
I’m bummed your taste in music’s crap, but I’m sure that I can get past that.
As long as you’ll listen to Metallica with me.
And if you just gave me a chance, I won’t let you down.
Don’t make me write another song again. Please.
released 25 April 2013
Recorded with Len Carmichael in Trenton, NJ.