Vegas

He was tight lipped

She was good at pool

Together they were hip

Afternoons by the pool

Drunken frat boys in Vegas

Now you are living and alive

I'll eat you Margarita

Outside the room

I'll eat ya then beat ya

In a game of pool

I love your charcoal eyes

And your Old Man seems pretty cool

(He's off the Strip somewhere playin' pool)

10 o'clock went by -he by her side

With his frat brothers all around

"Ah, man, she is so smokin' red hot!"

And with his stick sunk his balls

Now down fifty five dollars

Her old man showed-up w/ a mop

Over blueberry pancakes at 3 a.m.

They played footsies with each other

Laughing at those dumb frat brothers

And syruping their blueberry pancakes

It wasn't the money that did it

It was the planning of the scam

I'll eat you Margarita
Outside the room
I'll eat ya then I'll beat ya
In a game of pool
I love your charcoal eyes
And your Old Man seems pretty cool
(off the Strip somewhere playin' pool)

written Sunday Morning July 19, 2009

Best of the Roses,

John French

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