There was a bar or honkey-tonk here at one time, you can still see where the ground is charred, it must have burned all the way to the ground.
The chinaman says he got a table made of bottle caps out of here.
Bottle Bottoms
Just empty the bottle. Spin it on it’s side. Kiss it on the lips. Stick your finger deep inside. Who’s it gonna pick this time?
The bottom of the bottle’s turning water to wine for me. The best things in life are cheap.
Tear off the labels. Tear off the warning signs. Just empty the bottles. Pile ’em up (pile ’em up, pile em up) and let them shine.
