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Southern hospitality
SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY
With my engine revving, me and my lady pulled into town. Stopped at a motel and knocked the kick stand down.
Walked inside, threw some money on the desk, man you got a room ? I could surely use some rest.
Went outside to tie my bags down. When I looked up my mouth hit the ground. Standing in a doorway just across the street was a buck some blonde beauty and she was looking mighty sweet.
She says, can I show you some southern hospitality? I would really love it if you would allow me. Let’s have a drink and talk for a while, and if things work out we’ll both leave with a smile.
Well I was going crazy, thinking for a spell. If I get next to her I’d have to pay hell, but I cannot commit this infidelity, upstairs my woman slept so I don’t think I can accept your southern hospitality.
Well the week went by and I was still hanging around, getting high and riding my scoot around town. When night had fallen she appeared to me again, speaking so softly I want to be your friend.
She says, can I show you some southern hospitality? I would really love it if you would allow me. Let’s have a drink and talk for a while, and if things work out we’ll both leave with a smile.
I don’t think I can commit this infidelity, my woman upstairs asleep, she would surely kill me. You see, I rode in with her and with her I’ll ride, and if I accept there will be trouble without a doubt. But next time in ole South Caroline, I’ll be wearing a big ole smile and keeping you in mind.
