Thursday, September 6, 2007

The Party Never Stops

The party never stops

“Pour me a shot”

I yell to the bartender

Oh man, I’m feelin’ hot, hot, hot

“Hey there big spender”

Sitting at the bar,

A nice guy buys me a drink

Sure, why not.

Jack, straight up, I think.

Cement Mixers and Body Slammers

Jose, Jack, and Jim, my favorite men

Brain Damage and Jesus Jackhammers

Don’t forget Captain Morgan

It’s only a little after eight

When a fella says, “Oh sweetheart,

Have another drink.”

Of course, I’m not done yet.

Touchdowns and Dizzy Nights

Dancing with a drink in hand

Shot after shot after shot

I can barely stand

It’s time to go, it’s two o’clock

Who’s going home with me tonight?

One last Screw Driver and I’m off

Before I pass out like last time

The party never stops

It just keeps going on

My friends get worried

But I see nothing wrong

I like to party and drink

I like to have fun

I like to do things I shouldn’t

Things that are really dumb

But what can I say?

I do what I want

Who I am is not pretending

To be someone I’m not