On December 20, 2013
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a red Barun.
Like a lever quill armed with my flying dust
I landed into some yore; swear that I've said
Senor, this gotta be a good thing now!
Closed my eyes, aw my, have I been
Three sheets to the wind!
Thinking of none, rewind the tape.
Closed my eyes, aw my, it's been a long time
That I was half seas over!
Calling your name, I shouldn't do that!
I got to be a port fairy
With the query and a magic bitter.
I saw it was big for the dark blooms of the night,
To you a little fun; for me it was a line
Of a flavoured shots for the stranger.
