If I Could Flag Her Down

Living room, passing time, talking trash, sipping wine,

I need something more substantial.

New deck of playing cards, I don't like to work this hard,

I think I'll have to cancel.



	I'm running out of time,

      I'm about to lose my mind.

      I got the six,

	 gimme your nine.



Slow hand on the clock, I'm sitting here like a rock,

I'm feeling so abnormal.

Pictures in the magazines, all my thoughts are so obscene.

Cover up that centerfold.



	 I'm running out of time,

	I'm about to lose my mind.

	 I got the six,

      gimme your nine.



Look at this, what a pair, she won't let me touch her there,

she's so discriminating.

This is weird, it's time to blow, I just heard the rooster crow.

I guess I'll have to spank my monkey.



	I'm running out of time,

      I'm about to lose my mind.

	I got the six,

	    gimme your nine.


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