Wildest Bar In Texas
It looked unassuming and quiet, but when I walked inside
I saw gunslingers and aliens, and a bear dancing as he imbibed.
The gunslingers were shooting, so I dove behind the bar.
The bartender was hiding there, he told me hush my car.
Yes, my Lincoln came with me, and was now zooming up and down.
The dancing bear peeked over the bar and gave me a little frown.
I was snatched up in his giant paw, and he sniffed me up and down.
I was sorry I had ever heard of Zootlefritz, this bar in weird town.
Expected to be eaten, but instead she said “Let’s dance!”
Thought she was a female for she was wearing girlie pants.
We dance up and down the room, but the car ran into her leg.
The aliens snatched it up and took it way past Winnipeg.
Zootlefritz is the place I recommend if you ever feel too uptight.
The gunslingers will humble you by giving you a cowboy fright.
I actually truthfully cannot guarantee the aliens will be there.
But since she is the owner, you will meet my dancing bear.
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