I’m at the Irving Plaza
for a show
and I get chatting
with a young lady.
She wants to smoke a J
and I’m more than happy
to provide one.
She’s really cute
and my eye is catching
her furtive glances.
She offers me
a pull on her beer
which is a Coors Light
I know she’s being nice
and I might offend her
if I say no
so I take a couple swigs
and thank her kindly.
It’s tit for tat
or doobie for beer.
You know I must
really like the girl
if I’m willing
to drink a cheap beer
just to avoid
hurting her feelings
Lord knows I don’t
need the buzz that bad
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