Malt Shop

MALT SHOP I’d been in the place - The usual booths lots of them And a soda fountain – But not right after school Not that I’m such a flaming intellectual But the bookish didn’t hang out there And then Some of us had jobs No It was the personality boys and girls For whom school was a prelude to the malt shop Here you could be seen and heard Heard over the noise you were part of The nerd need not show up at the malt shop The booths were both confessional and possessional With room for four two boys two girls Nerdy had no girl no room for him I suppose every school has a no touch clan Four or five royalty who really know how to play They will not inhabit the malt shop It’s too common for them So where did I fit in? I didn’t Didn’t go to dances Didn’t know how to smile just right Did I want to go to the malt shop Smile laugh Flirt with the girls? Of course I did! Dave Austin