by Kurt Kemp

Created on: August 02, 2009

Finster & A Bottle Of Goose

Finster n' a bottle Goose

Went to the lake n' got real loose

Finster gets his power from his juice

He knew how to party

Real work had no use

It wasn't much for Finster it's all he knows

Kept him up n' goin' really kept him on his toes

How it worked for Finster....no one really knows

Now he downs another

cause baby it's so smooth

Erasing away the soreness

n' slowly slippin' to his groove

One after another as the shots hit their place

Now there was a look of evil

slowly growin' on Finster's face

Finster finally gave in and killed that Goose

A raging flood ensued

Shots rang out across the room

Nothin' else the cops could do

See Old Finster never drank much in bars

Just his Goose, the road n' racing cars

Late that night Old Finster pushed the edge

Maybe he pushed to hard

He'd played out all his money lookin' for that lucky card

On a fate filled Friday with his bottle n' his ride

Finster rolled up to this place lookin' for a place to hide

He'd stolen some old mans old lady n' soon the chase was on

Drunk on Goose he filled his tank n' soon the two were gone

Finster lost his life that day livin' life how he knew

Doin' what Finster did is always what Finster'd do

Grab that Goose's neck n' runnin' everyday

Goin' up to the lake n' hide himself away

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