One Last Fling

Give me one last fling, let my spirit roam Before they take me to the county home When I was young, wild and hearty I never missed a single party So many women and the memory lingers Thought we were dancing till she stepped on my fingers Walked for miles looking for an all night bar That;s when I remembered that I had my car Climbing home, hand rails killing my back Last time I'll walk along a railroad track I guess my night has taken its' toll Now my arms are wrapped around a toilet bowl It might be my time, but it ain't the place Where someone's had their butt, now I got my face. Tried not to disturb, was quiet as a mouse Then a voice behind me said ,"You're in the wrong house." Not knowing where I was sure gave me a fright But I'll do it again come Saturday night. Got to enjoy every freakin' moment!