Bar stools and back-seats,
My mouth musty on Millers.
Two swigs of beer-fizz
Helps wash down Gin.
Jen,
I’m two shots in,
Two fifths tonight.
My flannel blends over dick-drunk denim
As I do the city-stand-up
And sofa-sit-down
between an ex-friend’s and Flannigan’s.
I listen to Love Me Do
cause, I know you do too
And think, ‘this barkeep never kept so well
With barstools live on karaoke night.
I’m in my weekend weakness
So I text you again;
Send
