Met a girl named Maria. She had lightening bolts shooting from her long white fingers. She gave me a look. Now she stars in my book. The one about the drinker who’s a gunslinger.
Take it away. Why don’t you stay?
Bought a Buddha at the Wal-Mart. You know I thought it made me look smart. It’s on the shelf next to Ezra Pound. I know they talk about me when I’m not around.
Take it away. Why don’t you stay.