Your Name

Your Name By Franklin Price 7/21/2018 We were in Key West a-drinkin' Were so drunk we were not thinkin' Was the middle of a sunny afternoon All in the bar were smokin' Irish Kevin was a-jokin' You won't believe what I'll be sayin' soon The jokes that he was tellin' Had all the people jellin' We laughed 'til we were cryin' in that place An old biker interrupted We were soon to be be corrupted You could tell by the sly smile on his face He said, “Kevin, you're so funny, If you have some extra money I'd like to bet a round for everyone. That your name is on my thinger (You could hear the laughter linger) If you'll bet, I'll show it's true, we'll all have fun” We then heard Kevin say, “I was not born yesterday. I'll be glad to buy a drink for you and yours, Nothing fancy, not too much, No margaritas or the such, If you have my name, it's worth a couple cours The biker said, “That is okay, I'll prove what I said today, That your name is written where the sun don't shine” He dropped his levis past his knee And there for everyone to see Was “your name” and it was tattooed mighty fine You may not believe this story's true But I would not lie to you If in Key West you must not play the game If you hear a story teller Who is an older biker feller Don't bet about the place he has “your name”.