Showdown
My legs, they started shaking
And my feet, had started making
Clonking noises, as I walked, across the floor
I was trying to get, a little action
From this woman, with attraction
So I asked her, before she walked, out of the door
"Do you think, there is a chance
That perhaps, you and I can dance
And perhaps, you and I, will even score
She said, "I'll meet you at the hoedown
You and I, will have a showdown
And we'll dance, our days away, for evermore"
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2018
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