War Pidgeons Born To Spew
(c) War Pidgeon 1988. >From the great anthology "Oad to a Porcelain Goddess" I met a little girl She was about 17 The prettiest girl That I had ever seen How she got in the bar I'll never know She said she came to see The great blues show She was drinking alot Of tequila and rye But the bottle of gin Is what caught her eye I said, if you keep mixing You'll soon be through She said, it's ok baby I was born to spew I learned to drink When I was 5 Been drinking since then And I'm still alive Cause I was born to spew Yes born to spew, baby I was born to spew And to date I'm not through Now she gave me a look Like she was gonna die but instead she just reached for another drink of rye Then her eyes kind of crossed Then rolled up and back She fell to the floor With a very loud splat I went into shock Didn't know what to do With a horrible heave She began to spew She turned very white The color of glue That's when I realized She was born to spew She was born to spew, baby Yes born to spew She was born to spew, baby And to date she's not through
