That Was Fun
Never been the nice guy.
If someone said I'll pay ya to be good.
Hell I know there wouldnt be any use to try.
The party is something I know well.
Music blasting drinks pouring.
Said ya got a secret well get closer darlin and do tell.
Your husbans coming home well darlin.
I gotta run.
Im allergic to bullets but sugar its been fun.
We all have troubles.
Some preffer to the confessional.
Me I'd rather drown my sorrows with a stripper called bubbles.
Broken knuckles and half empty bottle of rum.
Maybe playing tree tag at midnight wasnt very smart.
Hey is normal for your legs to go numb?
Nights spent in plessure mornings waking hungover apon
the floor.
Trying to recall the night of your life.
And wondering why parts of your anatomy are sore.
No cent left in pocket sipping cocktails
beside the ocean underneath that summer sun.
Might lead to a early grave.
But befor that final breath I'll and say dam that was fun.
Copyright © John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo | Year Posted 2009
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