CLASSY NOT BRASSY

                             1/19/18 When the boys are on the prowl with expectation on their mind                                               They come to my arena and show me that their blind  You say that I am brassy you boys with a truck   If you could see beyond your nose you may have better luck You excided little boys I’m confusedContinue reading “CLASSY NOT BRASSY”

SHE’S A BRASSY LITTLE LASSIE

                                                                                          3/3/07 She’s a brassy little lassie. She’ll shoot you from the hip. A Scottish little redhead god knows that she’s a trip. When the boys look at her they see that auburn hair. When they lay their hands upon her she’ll bust them with a chair. Chorus:  The boys are on the prowl withContinue reading “SHE’S A BRASSY LITTLE LASSIE”