In the Bucket

Written March 21, 2013 Feel the slim slow slider The leather seat behind her Where the innocent crack And the kids keep coming back For flashing lights and heart attacks Feel the slim slow slider In the midnight rider Where the loveless greet with fleeting feet Say come on down and take a seat Beside the boy who smells so sweet Oh slim slow slider Hear the echo of the fire That forever burns inside her Cracklin' songs as embers fall You would have thought they had it all Feel the slim slow slider Remove material attire Smooth hands caress what I possess Ain't no better way to de-stress Than in the bucket under duress