Ullom Shuffle from Off Centerville by Polish Steel

He's as cool as ice in a seven and seven on a way too late Saturday night.
He'll get what he wants if he's willing to wait for the right miss Saturday night. He checks his wallet finds the right credit card, the one that impresses the most in the bar, then he convinces her and takes her back into his room, it's shuffle time.
He does his best to pretend that he likes her and this could lead to something, something more than nothing. She does her best to pretend that he's someone she knew in school so long ago. It's not the best but not the worst at least they're still awake and talking, they haven't started hurling. Another try at love.
He wakes up and looks around and wonders what the hell went down they did the shuffle. He sees that she is gone and thinks what did I do wrong I did my best to make her feel alright. I better get some sleep my head is starting to pound, I'll take a couple Vicodin just swallow them down then tomorrow morning I'll just shuffle down to the next town.
he wakes up again it must be around 10 and thinks I'd better get going, the day is half over. He looks for his pants and his wallet and keys, good god they're all gone. What the hell what was her name, I can't remember her face, everything is out of place, one more anxious moment. One more consequence of shuffle time.

• Rock
• all of the above
• bluesy
• country
• pop
• rock
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