Justin boots and tight Lee jeans

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Updated 10/10/2022
Created 11/15/2011
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The barmaid said "it's last call"
I got a final beer
gazed across the smoky room
I saw you in the mirror,
Justin boots, tight Lee jeans
your gender was quite nice
took my beer, walked your way
and let roll the dice,
"Haven't seen you here all night"
said my name is Joe
you looked at me, said "that's nice"
then said you had to go,

The barmaid turned out the lights
said the bar was closing
the thought of sleeping all alone
was really quite imposing,
We both walked out, mud parking lot
your truck was vivid red
but when you tried to start it
the sucker was quite dead,
You said, "hey Joe, how 'bout a ride"
"don't live all that far"
I said "sure, be glad to help"
we walked to my rental car,

The radio played NPR
You switched to the country station
You asked if I was working
Or on some strange vacation,
"Hey, over there" you gestured
the drive-through liquor place
bought a six-pack of beer
you said "just in case,"
Popped the top on two cans
handed one to me
when we got to your door
you didn't need a key,

We each drank two more beers
you pull off your cowgirl shoes
curled up on the sofa
I figured I had nothing to loose,
I set down there beside you
put my hand on your knee
but just as I did
you said you had to pee,
You went to the bathroom
down at the end of the hall
I listened to your urinate
that yellow waterfall,
Took a few more minutes then you
sauntered back towards me
had taken of your clothes
a bathrobe was all I could see,

You stood there in front of me
and let the bathrobe slip
I took a deep breath
and bit my upper lip,
You had a lovely body
small breasts and a bushy mound
you asked if I'd make love to you
and we did, with hardly a sound,
Crawled back to your bedroom
slept to well past eight
agreed that we'd go about again
even called it a date,
Drove back and retrieved your truck
had lunch at the Homespun Dinner
now I've met girls at bars before
but none any finer,

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