we were a blow-out of wicked proportions

an accidental company

if we said, 'We're gonna go out

and get all tore-up tonight

then we did

we got a little happenin'



play yer Tonight's-The-Nights right

and don't clear the place

sweep up a little on your way out

we might make it



with Dottie, the bluegrass singer

baring her local breast

singing,