Hey man...

[b fold the truth]

Hey man, them ain't high heeled sneakers. And they sho don't look like cowboy boots. That ain't rock and roll ya playin...and it sho ain't country or rythm and blues.

 

[Night Fly]

Your singin' a song about making love to your drummer. Well gay guitar pickers don't turn me on. And we don't all get into Donna Summer. Do you happen to know any ole Hank Williams songs?

 

[b fold the truth]

Cause ya see I'm a dinosaur. I should a died out a long time before. Have pitty on a dinosaur. Hand me my hat, scuse me man...but where's the door.

 

[Night Fly]

It used to be I had alot of fun in this ole hangout. We get stone at the jukebox and stay out of fights. Now and then light a little smoke in the truck out back. Oh then alittle ole Jim Beam and we'd get right.

 

[b fold the truth]

And you know....these flashing lights, sure make me dizzy. And this disco's very strange to my ear. Looks like they've turned the Long Horn into a space ship. And I'll be leavin just as soon as I finish iss beer.

 

[starfish]

 

[Bikini Mod]

Ok, this is just waaaaay too strange for me.

Must be a southern thang. LOL

 

[b fold the truth]

You never heard Dinosaur by Hank Jr.? Awwww...man....ya gotta know that song.

B True