i got stumbled jack
smack & side
lined dry
butter biscuit on a
cotton mouth mather
mother always said
ouchy-ouchy did you bang your
knee again you little gutter
snipe whyioughta
give-you-a-piece-o-my
if I had any left
to spare
just when I thought it was over she
showed up in a little punch-stained tutu
spouting off about three wishes and did I want
those with fries
to go?
I wished I was the fuck up out o'
here that's what I wished but
I'm still stuck and it
isn't getting any
better believe that you are going down
town uptown over-round the way of all but
the most concie-en-tous tour
driver damn I need a
drink
