Bobby Flash thinks he’s
the coolest cat in Cottonwood
by far, keeps his car as shiny
as his shoes. didn’t pay
for either, which he considers
a pride-worthy deed.
A tribute to his powers
as a man. Bobby Flash,
the coolest cat in Cottonwood.
He’s got a dedicated chair
in all the hottest joints
and keeps a crib just
for entertaining the ladies
lucky enough to share his bed.
His pleasures all paid for
by his so-called fiance,
Loretta, and anyone fool
enough to shake dice with him
in the back room of a bar.
Got a little sideline biz
as well in the backseat
of the car, available
for two bucks an hour.
Loretta looks the other way,
believes that she’s the one
who’s got him on a leash.
The one he comes home to
when the greenbacks dry up
or he needs a new suit.
The one who works in
the backseat of the Buick
on her back or her knees.
So what if it’s fifteen years old?
it’s still the classiest sled
in Cottonwood and she rides
with Bobby Flash, he’s the
coolest cat in Cottonwood
in the flashiest car.
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