Good Times Bar and Grill

Friends always seem to be drawn here every night After a few shots, they start to get tight Everyone has their usuals, a bar favorite, double Jack and Coke They have a new drink called a Heat Stroke In come the boys from the local BP They just got off a hard ten hour shift, all sweaty and dirty They claim their normal four tables against the far wall As the door opens and shuts to the men's bathroom, the smell of urine is strong from the stalls There's a girl in the corner who just lit another cigarette One more lit, a few more drags, one more minute closer to her death Everyone continues to arty on strong Outside the Blue Light Special is going on It is a sight to see these bar philosophers get busted as they attempt to get behind the wheel This is an every night event at the Good Times bar and Grill Six or seven cop cars lined up to give you a ride, but not to home As you sober up with your buddies you won't be alone But how will you explain this is it needs to be Your spouse probably will not be happy As you get home your significant other gives you a cold chill This isn't your first experience and won't be your last, the end results are always the same at the Good Times Bar and Grill