Me and my buddy got us a wild And we wanted to go somewhere So we loaded up in my ragtop We had a bit of money and a whole lot of show And with Hank blaring on the radio We got a tank of gas and we was on our way
We figured we'd go down to New We were down old 17 When a man with a red light was on our tail He said, "You were 60 in a 45 But I'm gonna let you go this But if I catch you again, I'm slap you in the county jail"
We said, "Thank you sir, you sure nice And you ain't gonna have to us twice" And we were Southbound and down with the blowing in our faces We kept on rolling and soon The radio was out a haggard tune And we were pulling into and checking out all the places
I was feeling dry and I said, "I We ought to stop and get a drink" Old Jim said, "Yeah 'cause we got to kill" We kept on rolling and I seen spot We into the parking lot Of this place called, Cloud Nine Bar and Grill'
We walked through the door and the place was The lights were low, had a punk rock band And some orange feller singing about suicide I said, "Jim, this our kind of place He said, "Well, just have one round anyway" So against my better judgment we walked on
up to the bar and we sat down This walked up and said, "I'll buy this round" And he sat down on the next to Jim He looked like a but he talked like a guy He had lipstick on and in his eyes And everybody in that place looked about like him
I said, "Jim, this our kind of bar Let's just go on out and get in the car 'Cause there's gonna be trouble, no sense in taking a chance" We was getting up, getting ready to When somebody old Jim by the sleeve And this good girl, she was asking my buddy to dance
I said, "Jim, don't do it, there's missing fellers dancing and fellers kissing There's a in high heeled shoes wearing panty hose" He said, "Partner, I can't turn this down You just go there and have one more round I'll dance with the and we'll get on down the road"
So he walked and left me alone But funny looking feller kept coming on And he was making me mad some of the things he said Then he put his hand on my I said, "If you don't get paw off me I'm gonna your nose around the other side of your head"
He said, "I it when you get that fire in your eye I said, "Well, partner try on for size" And I unloaded on him and he went out like a Everybody in that place must have his friend all headed for me, I said, "This is the end" But where I come from, we don't give up a fight
were screaming and yelling and scratching and clawing I was punching and and kicking and pawing I was holding my own, 'cause I've been in a or two Old Jim running up out of the blue And that gal he was with, running up too And proceeded to beat on me a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it off in my hand And that beautiful girl was just a man And old Jim got sick right there on the floor He that dude like a shot from a gun Smeared his lipstick, his makeup run And me and old Jim fighting our way to the door
Man, we lit out of in that Chevrolet I put in on the floor and it that way We was going' down the highway doing about a and ten We were for home and we was getting nearer a red light came on the rear view mirror And that same blame cop was pulling us over
Now I'm sitting' here in this jail I had to my Daddy to go our bail But I learned me a lesson that I never will again I've done up drinking', I've give up bars And running around the in souped up cars I'm going back where the are women and the men are men