Alabama Slammer

I love you more than words can say

But when I write’m they come out okay

I think alotta bout that day When you said hey,

and I said, hey My favorite bartender clear skies of gray

Makin way for connecting intellectual-lay A year or so before the sex-capade!

It was an Alabama slammer,

or a few

A few a them shots,

too and Brew, hammered blurred my view but I always saw you,

shining through (yeah)

One thing led to ten others,

thank god for big brothers It all started with a magazine,

this attraction in the music scene And it was clean for awhile,

until posturing for style Take your shitty pizza and your broken chain

of command and shove it roughly straight up your crooked ass!!

It was an Alabama slammer,

or a few

A few a them shots,

too and Brew, hammered blurred my view but I always saw you,

shining through (ooh)

Okay, the worst is over,

stupid music let’s get lucid with the few crew that was true

Then it was me n you,

coming into view, who knew?

Breaking news!

And we raised so much curiosity

we were celebrities Talk of the town,

he said she said fucking kidding me!?

I really love that for us,

when I look back on us we were kind of famous,

or infamous we was,

fuckin hilarious We were the 7 deadly sins for fake friends and

exes hexes and vexes,

don’t affect us The circle got tight and the circle got right

I wonder how many times we shared that first night

it might and may,

be more than words can say (yeah)

It was an Alabama slammer,

or a few

A few a them shots,

too and Brew, hammered blurred my view but I always saw you,

shining through