Twenty Gals in Twenty Days

Twenty Gals in Twenty Days                     October 24, 2005

Throwing caution into the wind,

Just drinking a lot of beer and gin.

Don't know what I'll do next.

Never met a girl I didn't like.

Never had any self-control.

I guess I'll drop trow, lower anchor,

Prepare to board the ship,

And set sail, twenty gals in twenty days.

I think I've found my niche

Residing in my pants,

Parked in some lady's garage, or two.

I feel lucky to be a bachelor, yessiree,

Driving home my sex train,

Speeding wheels of fire,

Love bullets attacking away,

In twenty gals in twenty days.

Twenty days come, twenty days gone,

Twenty days heavenly bliss

Recorded in the annals of history.

But one day, I know, it'll all come back,

For it's cyclical, you see.

I'll come again

In twenty gals in twenty days time.

Yes, I'll come again

In twenty gals in twenty days hence.