Another town and one more down
Elijah sat where shadows crawled.
His gut was big, his thoughts were small.
Delilah poured, Elijah sipped,
She knew the type, she knew the script.
By closing time, her plan was made.
She let him think that he'd get laid.
Another town and one more down,
Delilah poured another round.
He took her home and made small talk.
His liquor cabinet was well stocked.
Delilah poured, Elijah sipped,
The perfect poison passed his lips.
His eyes got wide, his head rolled back,
It would look like a heart attack.
Another town and one more down,
Delilah poured another round.
She hopped a bus and skipped the state
And tended bar at a new place.
Delilah poured, a new one sipped.
He acted big, he overtipped.
He wasn't destined for sainthood.
His tab would soon be closed for good.
Another town and one more down,
Delilah poured another round.