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That Night In Hot Springs In The Rain
I had to get away
And get away I did
Drove to Hot Springs and got a hotel
Ordered some pizza
And tried to watch some tv.
But I was bored
So very bored
And it was raining a sweet Spring rain
Yeah, rain has always
Made my blood run hotter
And my feet want to get loose and dance.
I got all dolled up
In a black jumpsuit of spandex
Curled my long hair
Put on perfume
And silver.
Drove the streets of that town
Looking for a place that was alive
With music and men
Some place or cool scene
To let off some steam.
The high end clubs
All seemed too dull
Though I was dressed in a "high end" way
But there was nothing in any of them
That made me want to stay.
I was about to give up on the whole idea
When something shiny caught my eye
I pulled over into a parking lot
Surveying the neon lights
As the rain fell gently
And Phil Collins sang "my song."
It was a biker bar!
(You know the kind)
The kind you see in movies
With Hondas and Harleys parked there everywhere
And men all dressed in black leathers.
I was terrified
(But so enthralled)
For I'd never darkened that kind of door
But I was bored and feeling dare devil-ish
And my body was just starved for dancing.
I checked the rear view and tousled my hair
As "Hold On My Heart" played on repeat
(You know sometimes when you get obsessed)
And you just wanna hear that song?
Well, hold that image in your mind....
I walked in like it was a movie premiere
And the crowd held it's collective breath
No exaggeration, I kid you not
(But I was scared too death!)
Yeah, me, the girl you think you know.....
I was scared too death!
But I made my way through
The whistles and smoke
And found a place to sit down
Looked around to see if I was the only girl there
And I was but for some Motorcycle Mamas..
Then the beers started coming
(And I do not drink beer)
And the boys started swaggering
And making boy noise
But I didn't look up and meet anyone's eyes
(Though they all seemed to be willing toys.)
After two or three beers
I was losing my shyness
And feeling my boldness
And losing my blues
And began looking 'round
For a partner to choose.
And then it hit me:
The wildness
(You know that wildness)
And I tossed back my hair
Oh no, not that!
Oh, yes, I did!
I tossed back my hair
And got to my feet.
Downed the last of that horrible
Horrible beer
And then I kinda lost what was left of my mind
Grabbed me a startled cute guy by the collar
As Def Leppard started screaming out "Sugar."
"Come here, boy, let's dance." I said
And all eyes glued to us
(Well, mostly on me but.... you know, you know 😉)
The cute guy ate it up, grinning like crazy
And didn't put up much of a fuss.
To be continued....................(maybe)
