The Ballad of the Showdown in Shingletown
How many times have I told you
Not to play that song
It’s bad enough that damned machine
Lets you sing along
Your nasal voice destroys that tune
Which makes me really mad
So now I gotta shoot you
Even though I am your dad
Don’t mess up Kenny Chesney
That’s all I got to say
It’s blasphemous karaoke
I’ve gotta blow your ass away
The next American idol
You will never be
Cause when you mess up Kenny
The only judge is me
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
Back in my hometown
No shoes, no shirt, no problem
When the sun goes down
There goes my life
In my old blue chair
Everybody wants to go to heaven
I’m about to send you there
Don’t mess up Kenny Chesney
That’s all I got to say
It’s blasphemous karaoke
I’ve gotta blow your ass away
The next American idol
You will never be
Cause when you mess up Kenny
The only judge is me
Copyright 2012 Patrick Granfors
TK...
is always newsworthy!
*Patrick*
Lady Vivian
Lady Mary Ann
you should publish it ;-)
Mark
You left out YOU AND TEQUILA DRIVE ME CRAZY and THE BOYS OF FALL though.... booze, sex and, of course, FOOTBALL. How could you?
Dick