Ass Ponys - Peanut '93 lyrics

The drive-in in the daytime

Bagging trash and hanging up

The speakers on their poles

When he finds a bottle

He imagines women drinking from it

What it looked like, how it sounded

Trickling down their throats

Peanut has a brother, lost his father

Hardly sees his mother

Once a month he visits

At her trailer near the lake

Sometimes when it's not too humid

Chances are you'll catch him spearing

Shiners in the spill-way

With a nail on a stick

Peanut knows a guy

His name is Mike, he's not too bright

He says he'll suck you for a cigarette

Down underneath the bridge

This very thought disgusts him

"I don't see how you could trust him."

He says, "If I get my pecker sucked,

It sure won't be by him."

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