When men get together To have a little fun. We talk about how great we are and How fast Our old truck will run. Then the bottle starts around We have a little nip. Some guy tells about the buck he killed On his last hunting trip. Someone talks about the fish he caught In nineteen eighty four. Someone else about the one he caught that weighed five pounds or more. Then the talk will turn to women And the best we ever had. Another guy will grin and say The worst wasn�t that bad. You will hear about the time one guy Thought he was dead for sure. In the middle of his love making Her husband came in the door. About the gal in L.A. That didn�t want to stop, And the one in Paris Texas Married to the cop. I tell also of my conquest Seems we all like to brag. But when I talk of the best I had That�s when I hit a snag. I�m really happy as I am I have no desire to roam. Because you see the best I had, Still lives with me at home.

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