Saturday night, the lights are shinning bright. I’m a real live wire and a hunk on fire on Saturday night. There’s nothing like Saturday night in a honky tonk. Unfortunately this was a Friday night and we got there at eight, way too early. Never the less, when I got back to the table Janet was having a good ole time rubbing the top of the guitar player’s head. Hope it was just for luck.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Honky Tonking
Saturday night, the lights are shinning bright. I’m a real live wire and a hunk on fire on Saturday night. There’s nothing like Saturday night in a honky tonk. Unfortunately this was a Friday night and we got there at eight, way too early. Never the less, when I got back to the table Janet was having a good ole time rubbing the top of the guitar player’s head. Hope it was just for luck.
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