Tap Room -Andy Tubman
Money is for that over the bar
In my way for 20years
His back is hunched run in hornet scares
The neighborhood kids
But when he smiles
It all disappears
Now gliders own the shows on Friday night
Always in the new or the dress
It's been known her slow Jane fears she feels
A mask cause it's been five long years sets
The heart she lost a quit
And pull another run down me
The night is still young
There's no place I'd rather be
When mommy say all it's almost three about lock the door
Looks like we are gone on my own
And it makes the barer tone sing
Smoky in itself
Strong as the train grace for joy of a man
His voice sick like wet thing in the hot June
And all in here I'm think
He's playing to me
I never see at girl any more
Its lever became bigger
Lend for bout a will
I will call his greasy docks as raise my balls
And all the else we play times
John what's his game and his balls
Pull another run down me
The night is still young yeah
There's no place I'd rather be
When mommy say all it's almost three about lock the door
Looks like we are gone on my own
In the last make a whole tap room
In the last
In the last tap room