America's "A Horse With No Name" inspired joint

"A CHICK WITH NO NAME"

When I first stepped into the club
I was look’in at all the souls
There were thicks and thins and dimes and things
There were titties and tats and rings
The first thing I met was a pearl with no string
And the bush with no grass
The oil was slick and the thighs were thick
But the lips were turned down

 I was in the shaker club with a chick with no name

She said, “It’s good to be out of the rain!
Over here, I can almost remember my name
‘Cause there ain’t nobody try’in to smack the shit out this thang.”
La la la la la la, la la la, la la
La la la la la la, la la la, la la

 After two days in her tiger lily

My green began to turn red
After three days in her tiger lily
I was sink’in her water bed
And the story it told was of episodes of old
Made me blue to think one day I’d be dead

 You see I was in the shaker club with a chick with no name

She said, “It’s good to be out of the rain!
Over here, I can almost remember my name
‘Cause there ain’t nobody try’in to smack the shit out this thang.”
La la la la la la, la la la, la la
La la la la la la, la la la, la la

 After nine days I let the cat run free

‘Cause it was time to get back to the scene
There were thicks and thins and dimes and things
There were titties and tats and rings
The shaker club is like a bitch with no pulse in her veins
And a perfect disguise of love
Under the flashing lights her heart is made of stone
And there is no brain to sooth sore bones

 You see I was in the shaker club with a chick with no name

She said, “It’s good to be out of the rain!
Over here, I can almost remember my name
‘Cause there ain’t nobody try’in to smack the shit out this thang
La la la la la la, la la la, la la
La la la la la la, la la la, la la