Colorado Kool-Aid

歌詞

Well, I was sittin' in this bar joint down in Houston, Texas Was drinkin' Colorado Kool-Aid and talkin' to some Mexicans An' we was, what's that you say? What's Colorado Kool-Aid? Well, it's a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream It'll set your head on fire an' make your kidneys scream, oh, it sure is fine Yeah, we was havin' ourselves one of them real good times But you know, every beer joint that you've ever been in, some big Mean drunk, who ain't got no friend, sure enough he wants to fight Yeah, he's gonna whip everything in sight Well, he took him a big swallow of beer And he spit it in my Mexican friend's ear And sure enough, that made my buddy real mad That's somethin' like he never had Well, sir, he pulled out a big, long switchblade knife Quick as a whistle he began to slice An', that big, mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears Lookin' down at the floor, an' one of his ears Ha, he cut that thing off, even with the sideburns You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a durn But he was gentleman about it, an' bent over and with a half way grin Picked it up and handed it back to him He said, "Now big man, you get the urge to spit a little beer Just open up your hand there, and spit it in your own ear Won't be no trouble that way", that's what I heard him say And I said, "Barmaid, sat us a round of that Colorado Kool-Aid An' while you're up their, bring this big fella, here, a box of Band-Aids" Now, let me tell you, if you're ever ridin' down south of Texas Decide to stop an' drink some Colorado Kool-Aid An' maybe talk to some Mexicans An' you get the urge to get a little tough better make damn Sure you got your knife proof ear-muff "Hey, ain't that right, big man? I said ain't that right big man?" Ah, hell, he can't hear, not on this side anyway, he ain't got no ear "Hey, Barmaid, bring us all a big, tall glass of that Colorado Kool-Aid How about it? How you doin' big man? Still got your ear in your hand?"