cathouse

got inside on easy street
a lady chapel could it be
saw you there strangely fit
me high up in a jet plane
you on it like a blue bonnet
never could say before
you dig up with the hoe
even though you shouldn’t
not complaining at all
a pretty garden you have
if I said that I didn’t want
you know I would be lying

Jane

I looked into your eyes
got lost in the deep blue
shinny and clear as the sky
seemed so unreal and untrue

you gave me your smile
with your red lips I adored
a smile I could die for
a life still worthwhile

you were grin and turning red
you tried to hide and pretend
then you asked me
do you have a girlfriend?

Let Johnnie drive

tomorrow I won’t call
do it now or never
later I won’t think about you
I won’t even remember
you should take your chance now
’cause I’m getting sober