Washington D.C. D.C. D.C.
I took an opportunity to visit and see your city.
The work the training really had nothing to do with me
(Boys and Girls Club apparently needed a girl. Thank you gender equality)
Long days with sneaky rogue missions to the meet the streets
The streets that hum and buzz with the plank plank plank of the souls of peoples feet, speak, and dreams.
Thank you musician man for strumming Jimi as I walk walk walk toward Capitol Hill
I'm just a bill, yeah, I'm only a bill, and I'm sitting here on Capitol Hill
Monuments, Why hello! So nice to meet you. How do you do Mr. Lincoln and Jefferson and King and geez simply all the history. My silent repects to President Kennedy and all the soldiers resting around you, quite sombering.
The smell, the green, the things that make D.C., D.C, you're all quite lovely. Rude? I'd heard rude, not with me, all smiles, suggestions, directions, hmm....perhaps it's the boobs.
Today I head home, back to Texas. No not Houston, or Dallas, but El Paso's desert heat. With smiles and laughter from lasts nights fun beats. This swank joint near 18th street? Worth the 3hrs of sleep.
And for now? That's it, fini, D.C!