Keg of Beer and a Can of Whup-Ass

[couchgrouch]

Keg of Beer and a Can of Whup-AssWhenever we'd throw those keggersout in the Texas flatsthis guy'd roar up on his chopperwith a biker babe in backthat bully never chipped injust chugged fifty cups freebut we'd just watch him grinnin'cos otherwise there'd bea keg of beer and a can of whup-asslotsa dusty actionsmall town Friday night, from drunks gathered 'round a fightto stitches, gauze and tractionknuckles bloody and bruisedbootprint on a broken jawbrewski for the winner,loser suckin' dinnerthrough a hospital strawyou can hear, the buzzards cheer, for a keg of beerand a can of whup-asssomebody invited Cecilthat kid was just bones n skinhe weighed ninety-nine poundsa hunnerd with his braces inwell, he tripped over that Harleyafter just one cupa voice yelled, "you touched my choppernow I gotta bust you up"it was a keg of beer and a can of whup-asslotsa dusty actionsmall town Friday night, from drunks gathered 'round a fightto stitches, gauze and tractionknuckles bloody and bruisedbootprint on a broken jawbrewski for the winner,loser suckin' dinnerthrough a hospital strawyou can hear, the buzzards cheer, for a keg of beerand a can of whup-assthat biker bragged to some skirthow he thrashed poor Cecilwhen his lady saw him flirtshe started smokin' like dieselhe had some cheesy alibibut she didn't trust his talecos she knew that chump could lieworse than a bathroom scaleshe musta had Judo lessonsher hands blazed like Smith n Wessonsand when she was done with himthat bully's wicked grinhad a chopper missinga keg of beer and a can of whup-asslotsa dusty actionsmall town Friday night, from drunks gathered 'round a fightto stitches, gauze and tractionknuckles bloody and bruisedbootprint on a broken jawbrewski for the winner,loser suckin' dinnerthrough a hospital strawyou can hear, the buzzards cheer, for a keg of beerand a can of whup-ass(c)2005 Robert George