This girl at another table
Started singing Danny Boy
And staring at me
With a mischevous grin
Drawing me in with her eyes
And then she held me there
With her lips
Everybody in the cafe laughed
Dazed, I walked back
To my table and received
Some very disturbing news
Good job, dude,Anandi said
You just kissed crazy horse's
girlfriend
Now I'm in deep shit,
I said to myself
That's the worst news
I've ever heard
I had a bag over my head already,
Bleaching my hair,
But I pulled in down
A little lower
Crazy horse is the meanest
Of the mean, the leader
Of the the lowest of the low
The St. Paul skins
With a bullet hole tattoo
On his shaved head
And I just kissed crazy horse's
Girlfriend
Anandi grabbed a napkin
She drew a diagram
With red lipstick
This is how you'll look
When he gets through
You never should have come
In the first place
Now the boot boys
Are gonna rearrange your face
I tried to warn you,she said
But now you're going back
To kiss her
Again
