I will set at the piano
and will play a same tune,
but that don�t mean I ain�t
still pissed, Honey Chile.
You have watermellon�d me
in frunta my friends
for the last damn� time � so now
I�m gonna play some trash tunes, Hunneh.
Notice our fretless hostess
in all her dynastic splendour
of loose-gowned voluptuity and the
breathless y�awls and cuzzins heah.
And also it don�t mean that I have
lost my taste for hoss bean mash
(that only been fermentin� two days)
like some ole piss-po� drunk aristocrat.
Plus I�m fixin� to sang some lullabyes,
dee-posed queen, all of which I�m dedicatin�
to this mob of bar flies and mis-fires
and to my next ex-wife � Hoo-eee!
Yazzum! I got a couple mo� thangs to say;
first, ah HATE it that she�s gone now,
and second, I always wanted a woman like
she always dreamed about becoming.
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