Plot
When Mike Lewis leaves L.A. to stay with his grandfather in Colorado for the summer, he hates the old man's cowboy ways. When Mike demands to go home, the old man agrees and saddles up a couple of horses for a six week trip toward California, home, the Pacific and redemption.
Keywords: coming-of-age, cowboy, eating-contest, grandfather-grandson-relationship, horse-riding, loss-of-grandfather, male-bonding, skinny-dipping, spoiled-child, stars-and-stripes
The sweet potato (Ipomoea batatas) is a dicotyledonous plant that belongs to the family Convolvulaceae. Its large, starchy, sweet-tasting, tuberous roots are an important root vegetable. The young leaves and shoots are sometimes eaten as greens. Of the approximately 50 genera and more than 1,000 species of Convolvulaceae, I. batatas is the only crop plant of major importance—some others are used locally, but many are actually poisonous. The sweet potato is only distantly related to the potato (Solanum tuberosum).
Although the soft, orange sweet potato is often mislabeled a yam in parts of North America, the sweet potato is botanically very distinct from a genuine yam, which is native to Africa and Asia and belongs to the monocot family Dioscoreaceae. To prevent confusion, the United States Department of Agriculture requires sweet potatoes labeled as "yams" to be labeled also as "sweet potatoes".
The genus Ipomoea that contains the sweet potato also includes several garden flowers called morning glories, though that term is not usually extended to Ipomoea batatas. Some cultivars of Ipomoea batatas are grown as ornamental plants; the name "tuberous morning glory" may be used in a horticultural context.
Jessica Rose "Jessie" James (born April 12, 1988) is an American country pop singer and songwriter. Having auditioned for and being rejected by most of the country labels in Nashville, Tennessee at age fifteen, James began working on refining her craft with Karla Wallace of Yellow Dog Records. One of her songs attracted the attention of Mercury Records which offered her a recording contract. She released her debut album Jessie James in 2009.
James was born April 12, 1988 in Vicenza, Italy. She began singing at the age of two and won her first talent contest in Baker, Louisiana at the age of nine singing "I Want to Be a Cowboy's Sweetheart". She told her mother about the show after hearing about it from her grandmother. By then, she had already been writing songs on a plastic guitar and performed at SeaWorld and a Republican Convention. James relocated to Warner Robins, Georgia in 2000. At age fifteen, she made weekly trips to Nashville to hone her songwriting. She had auditioned and was turned down by almost all the country labels in Nashville, with one label head offering a development deal instead.
G-D-G
Be my sweet potato
Be my honey lamb
dance around the campfire
hang around a while
Well, I been caught stealin'
someone else's vibe,
everybody loves or hates us,
but we're still alive
CHORUS:
Well wake up in the morning
cup of coffee, grab your bags
jump into the caddie
'cause this tourin' ain't a drag.
They say overrated, educated
I suppose a little jaded.
When I get off this
I think I'm gonna have to be sedated.
So be my sweet potato,
I'll be your honey lamb,
give me some black tupelo,
I been caught again. Shit!
I went to New York City,
but then I come right back,
everyone was cool there,
I couldn't get no slack
You seen me in the papers,
You seen me in the Voice,
I think I'd stay in Dixie,
if I had the choice.
She cooks you sweet potato you don't like aubergine
She knows to boil the kettle when you hum bars from grease
She senses you are lonely but still she can't be sure
And so she stands and waits anticipating your thoughts
How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you
How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you
He brushes thoroughly
He know she likes fresh breath
He rushes to the station
He waits atop the steps
He's brought with him a mars bar
She will not buy nestle
And later he'll perform
A love-lorn serenade, a trade
How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you
How can she become the psychic that she longs to be to understand you
So give her information to help her fill her holes
Give an ounce of power so he does not feel controlled
Help her to acknoledge the pain that you are in
Give to him a glimpse of that beneath your skin
Now my inner dialogue is heaving with detest
I am a martyr and a victim and I need to be caressed
I hate that you negate me, I'm a ghost at beck and call
I'm falling and placating, berate myself for staying
I'm a fool
I'm a fool
He greets his stranger meekly a thing that she accepts
She sees him waiting often with chocolate on the steps
He senses she is lonely she's glad they finally met
She makes me nervous
With a look from her deep blue eyes
Slightly curvaceous
Giving me love that I cannot deny
And so mysterious
When she do what she like to do
Just like Colombo
I’m a spy looking for some clues
(Chorus)
She’s my funky lady
My my sweet potato
I feel like going down again
She’s my funky lady my my sweet potato
I feel like going down again
She’s tantalizing
Hollywood could have used her well
Says that she loves me
We got it good as far as I can tell
She’s so creative
Never know what she’s got in store
Don’t make no difference
She knows ill be coming back for more
Chorus
She’s my funky lady
My my sweet potato
I feel like going down again
My my sweet potato
I feel like going down again
She’s my funky lady
My my sweet potato
She’s so creative
Never know what she’s got in store
Don’t make no difference
She knows ill be coming back for more
Chorus
She’s my funky lady
My my sweet potato
I feel like going down again
My my sweet potato