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letra de positively bodies parking lot - mojo nixon & skid roper

the syndicate of soul is playing, at the free frank frenzy.
me and mitch-ll are drinking ourselves into gin oblivion.
roll one of this, roll one of that, man i know just where we’re at.
’cause it’s positively bodies parking lot
i’m goin’ back there i can’t stop.
got a bottle of beer out of the back of my car
wonderin’ if these girls are goin’ in the back door.
yeah, we’re outside the world famous neon dive bar
crazed couples are humping away behind the dipsty dumpster of love
lorna doone, queen of the ladies room, got herself a new bridegroom.
he’s buying a rubber there, in the bathroom, with a thousand tiny pleasure spikes.
his buddy’s puking in the sink for the third time that night
go for killing, wooden head, taking pictures with the infrared.
’cause it’s positively bodies parking lot
i’m goin’ back there i can’t stop.
. . .
the regulars are glued to their barstools and jose sinatra, he’s starting to drool.
but his feet are getting mighty small, and i’m standing there in the hall.
tomcats singing wild and true, blasting out the super blues.
it’s friday night, in the summer time, i’m goin’ out my mind.
harvey’s teeth are scaring me, went down to the ditch to take a pee.
crickets are singing a beat farmers song, i can smell alberto’s mighty stong.
jack penn and his wife just backed over the fire hydrant,
water shoot high in the sky.
and the silver eagle motorcycle, drownding there don’t you know
’cause it’s positively bodies parking lot
i’m goin’ down there i can’t stop.

country d-ck and the snuggle bunnies got me in an airplane spin
i’m thinking ’bout gin, sin and these 3 ex girlfriends.
they done showed up to squish my head
but i was saved by this guy they call, mojo’s dad ’cause he’s a screaming lunatic.
libarian from el cajon, checking out my love bone.
red head says that she wants me to dance, rock jets got everybody in a trance.
pink ex-pec-ta-tions causing intoxications.
i can smell the mating dance of them fornications.
be young, be foolish, be happy, blasting out of the jukebox.
2am, the lights are on, n-body can stop, n-body’s going home.
can’t leave, can’t go anywhere, ’cause you know you’re already there.
it’s positively bodies parking lot
positively bodies parking lot
positively bodies parking lot
positively bodies parking lot
yes its positively bodies parking lot.

- mojo nixon skid roper

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