Posts Tagged ‘song’
Ahem. (tuning banjo, assuming proper good ol’ boy position)
Well, we got woke up at the rise of the sun
With a choreographed number, from everyone
All the happy nekkid people, from old to young
The Hoot Island birthday had begun.
They brought us downstairs and they stripped us bare
and they all oiled us up, with loving care.
And you know you haven’t lived until you share
a hundred thousand person love affair. Read the rest of this entry »