That Nameless' he travelled to Choulex so far
From Estavayer Lac on his bike(s), not by car
First on his beemer; twist throttle with style
to pick up his niner, transported by missile
to a parking at GATT (or the WTO)
and from there to go biking with papy and so...
we travelled to papys, ogling short skirts
on the quais and the bridges, bare skin, let us flirt
We ride Juicy woods on our fast speedy niners
then ate up like champs, papys chicken: no finer
and now on to our bikes by night to my beemer
no skirts, skin, or babes in sight! We are such dreamers!
And then the fun starts; soon nameless bereft
of his keys, his pc in my car...... and I'd left!!
So he made his way home, feeling cold on the ride
arriving at home, what no keys, where'd they hide?
See.... he only did see that his keys were not there
when he got his door and they were no-where!!!
So what to do now? Its one and I'm homeless
Lets call the missile, hopefully not hopeless
but karma did screw him on this fateful night,
missile's great iphone was out like a light
so even this morning when nameless did call
iphone was sleeping, could not call at all
but back to the evening of the night before
nameless called missiles home phone, not quite 4
but missile was sleeping and did not wake up
to the call of the nameless, now quite a sad pup
but Dopey has spare keys, he can help out !!!
I'll drive back to his house and give him a shout!!!
And arriving there late, his ass even colder
...dopey's not home..... a friend sleeping over
who didn't wake up to find nameles his keys
who now is quite tired and praying just please
to find a warm bed to just lay straight down on
tired and pissed off, he decided on rental
and off to a motel, a room for the night
at three to lay down and go out like a light !!
