Smoking BarrelsA Poem by EpiphanyPrince (Adam)Musicians need writers and writers need musicians.It’s another Friday night And if I do it right By the early morning I’m going to have a love bite. Slide in my truck Pick up my chick Get a kiss on the cheek Lucky me it’s the end of the week. (Chorus) I’m a knick knack Paddy whack Son of a gun With two smoking barrels I'm having a whole lot of fun. She wants to go downtown I want to hit a dirt road She puts her hand on my leg And her chin on my shoulder She presses the gas And burns the rubber.
She knows how to win I’ll give her everything Cause she said yes to the ring. (Chorus) I’m a knick knack Paddy whack Son of a gun With two smoking barrels I'm having a whole lot of fun. The night is getting early She’s looking at me dirty Biting on her lip And shaking her hip. So I just lean back Try to look cool She’s walking to me now And she’s got me Acting a fool. (Chorus) I’m a knick knack Paddy whack Son of a gun With two smoking barrels I'm having a whole lot of fun. (Bridge) I still remember The days when we first met I hope she’s thinking of me now The way she thought of me then When I was a cute boy With a fancy pen (Chorus) I’m a knick knack Paddy whack Son of a gun With two smoking barrels I'm having a whole lot of fun. Now I’m a son of a gun With two smoking barrels And a whole lot of fun. A knick knack Paddy whack Son of a gun With two smoking barrels A whole lot of fun. January 3rd 2021 By: Adam John Hopkins © 2021 EpiphanyPrince (Adam) |
AuthorEpiphanyPrince (Adam)Toronto, CanadaAboutI write with hope and an escape plan to be free from my abused life. more..Writing
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