to my good cyber mate boony,
i used all my asstistic talents on this one….
Boony…..by Kenny Rogers
You’ve finally fitted your grips and rolled and curled your greying hair
Boony are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The growing pile of empties tells me the sun is going down
Oh Boony, don’t take your goat to town
It wasn’t boony that started that old crazy Squirrel war
But he is proud to go out dressed like a 2 buck whore
And yes, it’s true that now hes out, it’s a woman he’d rather be
Oh boony, your gay with a capital G
It’s hard to love a man whose brain is bent and paralyzed
And the wants and the needs of a goat her age, Boony, should realize
But it wont be long, Ive heard her bleat, until you’ve shot your round
Oh Ruby, dont ride your goat to town
Shes leaving now ’cause boonys been slamming her some more
The way I know Ive heard he’d slammed her a hundred times before
And if he could, reload his gun, he’d shove her another round
Oh Boony, dont take your goat to town
Oh Boony, for Gods sake turn her around
