Johnny Won The Eights

One day in my youth
I was hanging out ― as you do
The scalies in my living room
Were riffing the air with tunes
We were smoking
It was cooking         [hot]
Johnny burst in      [late]
He’d been rowing   [a lot]
He fell onto the floor
Clenched his fists in the air
And screamed at the top of his lungs
WE WON!!!
(Two, three, four)

Johnny won the eights!

Well, we’re an ornery crew
All excitement we eschew
Rather than appear the fool
We’ll opt each time to play it cool
So nary a word was spoken
As Johnny crouched there, expectin’
And with barely a break in our beat
Slowly he climbed to his feet
But an interloper at this session
Thought he’d teach young Johnny a lesson
So when the music began to swing
Scallywag Scotty started to sing

Johnny won the eights!

A year later
To the very day
The scalies were back
Having another play
When Johnny sloped in
And grinning a grin
He said, ‘well my friends,
We did it again’

Johnny won the eights
Johnny won the eights
Johnny won the eights
(Johnny formed The Broken Hearts)
© IAN LILBURNE 1986|2012