The Girl Less Hit On
Two girls sitting at the wooden bar
And sorry I could not be with both
And be one man, long I stood
And crept at one as long as I could
To where her hips curved her clothes;
Then there was the other, just as fair,
And having perhaps the hotter claim,
Because she was cute with hipster wear;
But as for the other girl passing there
Had worn her jeans about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In sheets no guy has ambled back.
Bro, I adored both of them that day!
Knowing girls lead you on, astray,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two girls sitting at the bar, and I --
I took the one less hit on by
All the bros, making all the difference.
Fat Tire and Ice (New Belgium and Smirnoff)
Some say we're drinking Fat Tire,
Some say Smirnoff Ice.
From what I've seen on The Wire
I hold with those who favor Le Tire.
But if I had to drink it tonight,
I know them girls might hate it
Now I say that Smirnoff's ice
Might be okay
And would suffice.