Eyebrows drawn on by pencils A cert chases her menthol I bet she melts like a candle when She's caught out in the rain
Damaged capillaries Caused by to many greyhounds His porus grapefruit-like skin Sure holds a permanent glow
On the rocks or just straight up this bartender here he's got a heart of gold A thick dust layer on the bell announces a place where heroes seldom show
Stetson tongue sucks his bridge work Between goldfishing his highball He slowly descends upon sea legs I guess it's time to go
