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Howard Johnson (from Let the Lead Fly)

from A Free History Of​.​.​. by Wrinkle Neck Mules

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Beneath that yellow glowing street lamp a pretty girl sat weeping
Same way I’ve seen her do about a hundred times before
Tears were falling down into a puddle upon the asphalt
Pretty one’s a crying in that Ho Jo parking lot

It was the first time in my sixteen years that I heard Mr. Big played
Not the one you’re thinking of it’s the lyrics of a pimp
Coming out hard, we were living large
In the Howard Johnson parking lot Saturday night

Feel your way into a blue lit room
Where the smoke’s so thick from the cigarettes and the weed your brother bought you

Katie got her braces off at 12 o’clock on Thursday
If the evening goes as planned then we’ll be frenching in my car
Too many coolers and she’s puking in the bushes
Of the Howard Johnson parking lot Saturday night

Feel your way into a blue lit room
Where the smoke’s so thick from the cigarettes and the weed your brother bought you

Hazy rings around the moon
Forget the springtime cause the summers coming soon
Everything feels just right
You can feel it in the air tonight

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from A Free History Of​.​.​., released March 31, 2014
(c) Wrinkle Neck Mules / Gold Dust Twin Music (BMI)

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Wrinkle Neck Mules Richmond, Virginia

Don Imus once said that the Wrinkle Neck Mules “don’t have what it takes to make it”. Despite Don’s prediction, the band has garnered a cult following in their 14+ years of creating a “righteous Americana mishmash”.

To date, they have recorded 5 albums on Atlanta’s Lower 40 Records and Germany’s Blue Rose.
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