Boxcars

Riding on boxcars when we were young
Was fun as hell but really quite dumb
We'd jump dem' trains and go across town
Make our way back before the sun went down

As I aged the thrill remained deep in my soul
I'd buy a ticket on AmTrak and away I'd go
Feel the hum as the rails passed beneath
Hitting the bar car for a cold tasty treat

Soon life found me in San Berdoo' and not very far away
Was a town called Vegas where I could go and play
Blackjack was tempting and the slots paid well
But nothing could compare to the boxcar's cheap thrill

Don't look for sevens to end that roll of the dice
Bet hard eights or boxcars and get the pay-out that's real nice
Rattle them bones and watch as they roll across the lush green felt
And scream for double sixes to let it all hang out

Flirting

I'm flirting with a passion I didn't know I could feel
I want a companion that can make my heart swell
Someone to hold my hand in both good times and bad
Someone I can listen to and make me feel real glad

I like the idea of cuddling and watching a show
I like the idea of taking things nice and slow
I'm flirting with the hope that there's a woman  out there
That is sharing these same feelings and will see that I care

So take my hand woman and my heart will follow along
I'm flirting with a passion of a love that will grow strong
We could take it slow and easy, maybe do nothing at all
Yes I'm flirting with a passion hoping not to stumble and fall

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