The Pill
Well, it was a half past ten
Or awful damn near
And I'd toked my last Camel
And swigged my last beer
My whiskey bottle's empty
And laying on the couch
So I just grabbed my jacket
And headed out of the house
I jumped into my Duster
She's a seventy-four
With the top cut off
And graffiti on the doors
And the radiator's busted
From a shotgun shell
When she'd kick the bucket
I really couldn't tell, come on
Well, I was thinking fast women
And Camels and booze
As I pulled up to a bar
In my alligator boots
And I wasn't disappointed
At this watering hole
For there were short-skirted ladies
That would steal a man's soul
So I planted on a stool
As I threw down my bills
And I winked at a blonde
In some red high heels
And I called out, Jack
And she said, I'll have the same
She put her arm around me
As she started to say
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Well, I work hard for my money
So I spend it how I please
So I told the bartender
To pour one for her and me
Then she took me by the hand
And headed for the back
I was looking at her
Not where I was at
Then she stepped into a phone booth
And she pulled me on inside
Those panties hit the floor
So I reached and grabbed a thigh
Well, that phone booth started rocking
And the glass filled with steam
That phone began a ringing
And I could hear her start to scream
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Well, just as she was leaving
I goosed her once more
But my chest hairs got lodged
In that damn booth door
I could hear Ma Bell screaming
As that dime went in the phone
She just called the paramedics
And left me all alone
Well, there were hoots and hollers
And giggles and scowls
And the paramedics laughed
As I made my way out
As I passed that bartender
Well, he just handed me a note
And as long as I live
Well, I'll remember what she wrote
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Or awful damn near
And I'd toked my last Camel
And swigged my last beer
My whiskey bottle's empty
And laying on the couch
So I just grabbed my jacket
And headed out of the house
I jumped into my Duster
She's a seventy-four
With the top cut off
And graffiti on the doors
And the radiator's busted
From a shotgun shell
When she'd kick the bucket
I really couldn't tell, come on
Well, I was thinking fast women
And Camels and booze
As I pulled up to a bar
In my alligator boots
And I wasn't disappointed
At this watering hole
For there were short-skirted ladies
That would steal a man's soul
So I planted on a stool
As I threw down my bills
And I winked at a blonde
In some red high heels
And I called out, Jack
And she said, I'll have the same
She put her arm around me
As she started to say
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Well, I work hard for my money
So I spend it how I please
So I told the bartender
To pour one for her and me
Then she took me by the hand
And headed for the back
I was looking at her
Not where I was at
Then she stepped into a phone booth
And she pulled me on inside
Those panties hit the floor
So I reached and grabbed a thigh
Well, that phone booth started rocking
And the glass filled with steam
That phone began a ringing
And I could hear her start to scream
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Well, just as she was leaving
I goosed her once more
But my chest hairs got lodged
In that damn booth door
I could hear Ma Bell screaming
As that dime went in the phone
She just called the paramedics
And left me all alone
Well, there were hoots and hollers
And giggles and scowls
And the paramedics laughed
As I made my way out
As I passed that bartender
Well, he just handed me a note
And as long as I live
Well, I'll remember what she wrote
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you honey
Like I need the pill
Come on, laid back
Buy me a thrill
I need you sugar
Like I need the pill
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Spencer
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