She had corn pone thighs
And bloodshot eyes
And I guess it wasn’t none too wise
That I offered up this hoochie mamma a drink
Well the band played loud
And the whole damn crowd
Was on their way to getting pretty plowed
When I noticed something that caused my eyes to blink
The hoochie mamma was in no pain
And I guess I never will explain
Why a woman wants to make a man insane
Let alone understand the way that women think
She’d stuck her tongue straight in my ear
So surprised I nearly spilt my beer
As the evening’s agenda became pretty clear
Till I noticed something that made my heart truly sink
Momma’s hot pants had suddenly bulged
It wasn’t long before she divulged
Her name was Frank and she indulged
In the sort of ice dancing that don’t require a rink
Now I hardly drink much any more
I was way too slow to make that door
Got myself a lesson with a perfect score
Beware of Hoochie mammas or you’ll end up wearing mink
Copyright 2013 Patrick Granfors