Frenchin' the Bat

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Oh, Cindy’s back in my arms tonight
But it don’t feel quite right
She goes in for the smooch, and I got pain in my gooch
Cause I can’t stop thinkin’ bout September

I was out in my ‘way, topless, playin’ the koosh hoops
I was doin’ so good, hit a four-pointer
And so I ran inside to tell my boy on the porch
Then a fuzzy mistress ran into my fat face
She was a squeaker with furry wings
Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp baby that means I want you
That’s when I was frenchin’ the bat

That’s when I was frenchin’ the bat
Frenchin’ the bat
I was outside frenchin’ the bat
With everything

You never know when a bat’s gonna come out of the dark
And into your life, and mess up things with Cindy
Cindy’s bein’ a nag, “Get your rabies shots”
How could my baby give me rabies?

Says she won’t kiss me til I get my shots
Well good I don’t want your lady kisses, I want bat smooches
From my screecher out on the porch, oh yea
I miss your fucked-up little teeth, and your ugly-ass eyes
Your waxy tummy and your spooky thighs
Cindy baby, get out of my bed
I only got room for one in my head: an evening bat

Frenchin’ the bat

I miss your fucked-up little teeth, and your ugly eyes
Your waxy tummy and your spooky thighs
Cindy baby, I know you want me out of your bed
“That’s ok,” I said

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from CINDY, released May 27, 2016

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Beef Hutchins Albany, New York

Albany born and raised Beef Hutchins and his band have been living and recording together since 1988. Cindy, their sophomore album attempt, will be coming out shortly.

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