Emptying the Jimador

In a stretch dress with no shoes on. Midstage downtown at the musical. The audience blushed I saw At this American girl going Hard And fast off the stage directly to my Bar. A bottle in a room all alone. Here I go Emptying The Hemador. Never thought it would take so few Pours to introduce me to the floor. It's not the bottle I adore. It's the way It makes me say just what I mean. It's my way of rolling deep And forgetting my way. I'm the legend in my life and that's a Lot oh. How often I spill it all. Me, I'm impulsive yet discreet. I don't know how to hide the heat. Still if language is a gift, I'll always Be the shoplift Looking out for somewhere to go And start emptying That Hemador. Never thought it would take so few Pours. Who can do this sober war for me but At least I'll never be a bore. It's my way. It's the best way Sometimes. Think drink More than think.