Down in Mississippi
after hours juke joint
playing for drinks
few dollars, cents.
She came up close
close enough to taste
her mints
on her puffy lips.
I got back on stage
plugged into Marshall
grabbed the microphone
told her a few things.
I watched her eyes
dance towards the floor
I jumped down, began
to groove.
End of song
time to close the joint down
find out how those mints
really taste.
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