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When The Pages Get Loose And Do Loop De Loops....

(next up-date September 2008)


Magnolia Moon

Pale yellow Cadillac
White patent leather
Sonny’s on the road to Florida
With his blue flashing star
Saphire pinky ring
Little Diamond darling
Waiting on the white shag
Listen to her whistle,
Listen to her sing

Georgia Peaches and Pecan Pie
The magnolia tree is all in bloom
Southern sunshine and red clay mud
Stone mountain shining under the Dixie moon

Sonny’s gonna drive way down past ’Bama
Through the Everglades and the alligators there
See all the bikini honeys stacked by the poolside
See all the blond bombshells combing out their hair

Brute aftershave
And a 750 Norton
A 20 foot RV
Parked next to a forest green Jag
A wreck from Tech
And a hippie chick on acid
Turn right around
Lay a patch back home again

Cartoons on the front porch
Pressure washing trees
Scrubbing plastic baggies
And moonpies and yams
Craps at the train station
And Old Grandad whiskey
Captain Black tobacco
In a lionhead meerschaum pipe

Georgia Peaches and Pecan Pie
The magnolia tree is all in bloom
Southern sunshine and red clay mud
Stone mountain shining under the Dixie moon

Sonny had all of Tallahasee and Shreveport too
Had samples in the flip-top and VO on the rocks
An album collection with all of Burt Bacharach
Back at the ranch a black fishnet body stocking on a red glass table

He died clutching nitro in his left hand uneaten
He had a shotgun in the closet loaded for possum
When they unsealed his will he was found to have left nothing
He said, “Don’t think I could sleep with a judge.”

 

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