Well, I was gettin tired
of her endless chatter.
I paid the Man at the door
and pushed my way in.
I knew some whare amidst
all this distraction,
I could get down to the
main attraction.
Well, she was fighting
she had a long neck
bottle. A little less
talk and a lot more
action. A lot more
lovin, with a little
less talk.
Richard Joseph
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/country-music-snippet/
