You Give Beer a Bad Name

[couchgrouch]

You Give Beer a Bad NameI was nursin' a beer with my buddyhis poor brain turned to silly puttywhen he saw the barmaid's belly shirthe stopped peelin' off his labelstopped contemplatin' his naveland started contemplatin' hersshe caught him gawkin' and cussed both of usI said "buddy, why you gotta be so obviousyou give beer a bad namethat's no way to actyou've had some for the roadmister, there's still a codethat keeps a man on trackcos when you've had a fewthere's things you just don't doso have some shameyou give beer a bad name"well, after all we'd been drinkin' it got late and we got thinkin'we'd rather ride in a cab than with a copwe thought that cabbie'd smell of bourbonbe foreign and wear a turbanbut she was a honey in a haltertopwhen he told her he'd like to adopt her twinsshe made us walk and I said "have some senseyou give beer a bad namethat's no way to actyou've had some for the roadmister, there's still a codethat keeps a man on trackcos when you've had a fewthere's things you just don't doso have some shameyou give beer a bad name"I made it home winded and moanin'wanted to watch a little Conancrawl upstairs and hit the haybut my wife watched Tom Cruise on cablethere were two empties on her tableshe felt rude, crude and in the mood to playwhen I told her I was headed for bedshe talked me outta sleepin' when she said"you give beer a bad namethat's no way to actyou've had some for the roadmister, there's still a codethat keeps a man on trackcos when we've had a fewthere's things we've gotta doso have some shameyou give beer a bad name"(c)2006 Robert George