We made love on an army cot
it was so god-damn hot
windows open, open wide
a humid breeze, and hasty ride
between the road and the beach
I came to work, you came to teach
we met down in the village bar
a short walk, not very far
both were drinking local beers
Spanish mixed in our ears
más cerveza, mucho gusto
both decided: time to go
hiked together up the path
and we both did the math
six beers, a guy, a girl
we gave drunken sex a whirl
decided it was ok
did it again the next day
and spend that month drinking, screwing
and I wonder now what you're doing ...
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