Downtown Vcu

She asked me to dance and then she paused
She was a neighborhood local at her local bar
With shoulder length brown hair and an accent I found fairly rare
One part country one part urban thug total fox
I was out of my element
New to the neighborhood and clearly lacking friends
Just adding to the mess of white ball caps and red keg cups
Dropping home values and raising rent
After the pause things became confusing
She asked «Are you a real man or a college student?»
I did not know what to say I’d started school that very day
Which is nothing but a big business I suppose
She turned and walked away without a second thought
I should have listened to my dad when he said «Work with your hands not your
head
And your billfold will stay full and you won’t be paying out debt»
So men the purpose of this song
Is to go ahead and pass my father’s wisdom on
Go on and callous up those hands learn some knots and turn a wrench
Cause in four years there won’t be any jobs left anyway
If I’d taken my old man’s advice
I might be laid up in the bed beside that fox tonight
Instead my mouth tastes like jello shooters and I’m lurking her on this darn
computer
Man that’s all I got good night