Driving by a fast-paced life

I am a slob

Sitting on the couch

I raise my legs ever so slightly

While the Mrs vacuums underneath

As I continue to perv on tanned, pert, round breasts

And the red car is racing past

GO Holdens! Not Fords

I wish the kids would shut up

And i need another beer

I’m part of the scene

Because I wear the hat 

I’m the one with two hats in this house

I’ll be a racing car driver myself

……after another beer.