Buttcracker Ballet

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Buttcracker BalletWent to a barbecue, at my girlfriend Sue'sthey had chinwhisker napkins and chest hair bibssweet wine in Jiffy jars, her pa strummed his guitarafter we polished off those juicy ribsbelts let out a notch, it sure got hard to watchwhen folks started gettin' up to danceher dad stomped his feet and as folks got his beathe charmed the moon right outta their pantsduring a buttcracker balletwith the scent of hosses n haydriftin' up on the porcheach one in their placemovin' with amusing gracehand in hand...back n forthsaw 'em swagger, stagger n swayin a buttcracker balletSue n me snuck 'round back, and what happened after thatrubber stamped a smile in my dreamsas we smooched that night, my eyes hitched a ridein the backseat of her lowrider jeanswell, the moon shined in and Mister I sure grinnedat everythang I saw underneathyeah, her southern smile must've stretched a milebut I'll bet mine showed more teethduring a buttcracker balletwith the scent of hosses n haydriftin' by from the barnwe were suckin' facemovin' with amusing gracehand in hand...arm in armhow we swaggered, staggered n swayedin a buttcracker balletrepeat ch...(c)2006 Robert George