A Deuce

Last night I crashed a party

Memphis groovy chick

Between some hits, we were rappin' wits

Wow, did we leave quit?

We drove down to a hotel

Strolled up to the desk

Clerk started rappin' 'bout a Mr. & Miss

A-wow, was that a mess?

All the other hotels were booked up tight

I almost wanted to cry

Just a good night kiss and miss all of this

Wow, and left high and dry

Clock kept right on tickin'

Had everything in the bag

Honeycomb just right at my fingertips

Wow, was that a drag?

So we pulled off by the roadside

And we both let up a deuce

She started scanning my FM band and

Wow, did we get loose?

Car got warm and smokey

We just jams night 'til dawn

I noticed she was really getting stoned

So I said, "Wow, let's get it on"

I started cuddling while she's getting stoned

She wasn't quite stoned enough

When I began to roam a bit

She got rough on my John and stuff

So watch it, when she's all stoned

And acting lovey and loose

All alone, you want to get it on

Light up another deuce

Light up another deuce

Light up another d-

Give me your man's car, baby