She's My Bingo Bangin' Baby! (067)

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She borrowed my purple dobber,
And I bummed cigarettes from her.
I don't play that often,
But she's a bingo regular.

I spotted her right off through the
Thick smoke of the Optimist hall.
She was sittin' up front,
So she could hear every call.

Oh yeah, she's my bingo baby!
She borrowed my purple dobber,
And I bummed cigarettes from her.

She's a real serious player,
But I was just killin' some time.
Bought some scratch-off tickets,
And I was down to my last dime.

When she won the last blackout game,
She said I was good luck.
She asked me to join her for drinks,
And help spend her three hundred bucks.

Oh yeah, she's my bingo baby!
She borrowed my purple dobber,
And I bummed cigarettes from her.

We started gettin' real friendly,
One drink and another.
She and I left the bar at one,
And I spent the whole night with her.

We got it on pretty darned good;
I was feelin' sublime.
Now my baby wants to play with
My purple dobber all the time.

Oh yeah, she's my bingo baby!
She borrowed my purple dobber,
And I bummed cigarettes from her.

She's my bingo bangin' baby!
She plays with my dobber all the time!

Oh yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

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© Copyright 2008.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by volunteer work on Friday nights at the Optimist Bingo Hall

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