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Positively Bodies Parking Lot Lyrics
The Syndicate of Soul is playing
At the Free Frank Frenzy
Me and Mitch are
Drinking ourselves into gin oblivion
Roadrunner this, Roadrunner that (?)
Man, I know just where we're at
'Cause it's positively Bodies parking lot
I'm going back there, I can't stop
Got a bottle of beer out of the back out my car
One of these girls going in the back door
Yeah we're outside The World Famous, The All-Dive bar
Crazed couples are pumping away behind the Gypsty-Dumpster of Love
Lorna Doone, queen of the ladies room, got herself a new bridegroom
He's buyin' a rubber, there, in the bathroom
With a thousand tiny pleasure spikes
His buddy's puking in the sink for the third time that night
Gopher-chilling bullethead, taking pictures with the infrared
Chorus
The regulars are glued to their barstools
And Jose Sinatra, he's a-starting to drool
But his feet are getting mighty small, and I'm standing there in the
hall
Tomcats singing wild and true, blasting out the super blues
It's a Friday night in the summertime, I'm going out of my mind
Harvey's teeth are scaring me, go down to the ditch to take a pee
Crickets are singing a Beat Farmers song I can smell Alberto's mighty
strong
Jack Pinney's wife just backed over the fire hydrant
An' water's shooting high in the sky
And the Silver Eagles' motorcycles are drowning there, don't you know
Chorus
Harmonica solo
Country Dick and the Snuggle-Bunnies got me in an airplane spin
I'm thinking about gin, sin, and these three ex-girlfriends
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him "Mojo's Dad" cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian from El Cajon checking out my love bone
Redhead says that she wants me to dance
Well, I jus' got ever'body in a trance
Pink expectations causin' intoxications
I can smell the mating dance of fornication
"Be young, be foolish
Be happy," blasting out of the jukebox
Two a.m., lights are on, nobody can stop, nobody's going home
Can't leave, can't go anywhere, cause you know you're already there
Cause it's positively Bodies parking lot
Positively Bodies parking lot
Positively Bodies parking lot
It's positively Bodies parking lot
Yes it's positively Bodies parking lot
At the Free Frank Frenzy
Me and Mitch are
Drinking ourselves into gin oblivion
Roadrunner this, Roadrunner that (?)
Man, I know just where we're at
I'm going back there, I can't stop
One of these girls going in the back door
Yeah we're outside The World Famous, The All-Dive bar
Crazed couples are pumping away behind the Gypsty-Dumpster of Love
Lorna Doone, queen of the ladies room, got herself a new bridegroom
He's buyin' a rubber, there, in the bathroom
With a thousand tiny pleasure spikes
His buddy's puking in the sink for the third time that night
Gopher-chilling bullethead, taking pictures with the infrared
And Jose Sinatra, he's a-starting to drool
But his feet are getting mighty small, and I'm standing there in the
hall
Tomcats singing wild and true, blasting out the super blues
It's a Friday night in the summertime, I'm going out of my mind
Harvey's teeth are scaring me, go down to the ditch to take a pee
Crickets are singing a Beat Farmers song I can smell Alberto's mighty
strong
Jack Pinney's wife just backed over the fire hydrant
An' water's shooting high in the sky
And the Silver Eagles' motorcycles are drowning there, don't you know
I'm thinking about gin, sin, and these three ex-girlfriends
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him "Mojo's Dad" cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian from El Cajon checking out my love bone
Redhead says that she wants me to dance
Well, I jus' got ever'body in a trance
Pink expectations causin' intoxications
I can smell the mating dance of fornication
Be happy," blasting out of the jukebox
Can't leave, can't go anywhere, cause you know you're already there
Positively Bodies parking lot
Positively Bodies parking lot
It's positively Bodies parking lot
Yes it's positively Bodies parking lot
Song Info
Submitted by
songmeanings On Feb 06, 2012
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