There's a queer near my bear. <br />And I think he wants me...dear. <br />He's... staring at my behind. <br />Into these last nine beers, <br />He keeps scooting a little near. <br />Im sure... he's staring at my behind. <br /> <br />Is he gonna keep scootin, <br />Until he's right beside? <br />Because then maybe Im sure, <br />I'll lose my mind. <br /> <br />There's a queer near my beer. <br />And I sure he wants me...dear. <br />He's....staring at my behind. <br /> <br />Last night and the night before. <br />I had come to drink some more. <br />He..was staring at my behind. <br />What the hell am I supposed to do? <br />This queer thinks that Im cute. <br />Im gettin tired of him staring at my behind. <br /> <br />Is he gonna keep scooting till I cant even think? <br />Why cant any women even give me a wink. <br /> <br />There's a queer near my beer. <br />And he's lusting for me...dear. <br />Now he's drooling, staring at my behind. <br /> <br />Lord Ive tried and Ive tried. <br />But he's staring with his mouth wide. <br />He's reaching out for my behind. <br />This new found love that he's found. <br />Will leave him unconcious on the ground. <br />I stop him from touching my behind. <br /> <br />I started to swinging, <br />My anger has grown. <br />I knocked off his hat... <br />And her pretty blonde hair fell down. <br /> <br />There was no queer near my bear. <br />Now Im feeling like a cows rear. <br />I could have been laid the last three nights...<br /><br />Lance Carthen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/queer-near-my-beer-hank-williams-parody/
