Flop House Video

Announcer announces
one last dance
I feel my erection
hard in my pants,
Announcer announces
last chance for drink
you look in my eyes
what do you think?

Been dancing and drinking
since leaving the store
making love standing up
and so much more,
Sealing our fate
and it’s good exercise
I run my hand
between your thighs,

Music stops
light comes on bright
what are our plans
the rest of the night?
Too drunk to drive
and taxis are few
so walk down the street
a block or two,

Sign says Hotel
in old neon script
desk clerk says sure
I give him a tip,
Up the stairs
to the third floor
room is unlocked
no key to the door,

Sheets may be clean
or perhaps not
your hair is restrained
I untie the knot,
Watch you undress
and help where I can
we’re standing there
naked, again,

Fall to the bed
embrace as we go
my penis is hard
but that fact you know,
You lay on your back
legs spread wide
tell me to stick it
deep down inside,

Done this before
will do it again
a little bit love
a little bit sin,
Pretend we’re strangers
never to see
the other again
our cup of tea,

Then fall asleep
naked and near
street noise below
trucks shifting gear,
Dreaming of heaven
dreaming of hell
inhaling that sweet
flop house smell,

Awake at eight
with one bar of soap
both in the shower
the end of our rope,
Down the stairs
to a coffee shop near
two strangers there
in the back counter mirror,

Walk down to the river
watch the boats float
wondering what
the desk clerk wrote,
In the book he was writing
that he told us about
was a camera running?
it was, no doubt …