Monday, November 10, 2008

One more time, my hot little lizard

I never saw a purple cow
boogy with a lizard
but I could boogy down with you
and melt the coldest blizzard.

Country is as country does
and that's why God made honky-tonks.
They may be loud but the beer is cheap
and they're friendlier than policy wonks.

It's a new world, whatever that means.

So let's step out and cut a rug
and don't let voting bug ya,
it's time to party till the dawn,
and when we leave and say goodbye,
before I go, I'll hug ya.

Good night, Lizzie.