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Bikini lines
'bout Itsy, bitsy
tiki dive
bar located
fifteenth and grand
avenue
facade, a stand
of bamboo
there since '46
the down and out
the cool and hip
sters hang
in this old bar
best damn dive
cenpho, by far
where there must be
a "tooth for one"
drink special
because everyone
was missing
'least a couple teeth
canines, molars
hit delete
but what the f*ck
they drink their lunch
dinner too
the downtown drunks
mixing it up
with those down there
i call the light rail
millionaires
ain't bankin' on
the rails arrival
BL won't need it
for survival
slingin' drinks
for sixty years
so what, the LR
don't stop here
gotta love
coin-op, pool table
juke box, willin'
always able
to rock the house
idiot proof
feed it dollars
voila, poof
you're a dj
can't go wrong
even my mom
could pick good songs
'hood, bit shady
bring your daring
meet the tweaked out
midriff baring
hooker-esque
gal, there beside me
how much momma
you to ride me?
no, I didn't
ask her that
but there i was
and there she sat
suckin' down
a glass of beer
i am brave
and I don't fear
much, but when
she turned and smiled
hadn't brushed em
for a while
so cheers, Bikini
keep it real
beers are dirt
drinks, a steal
great place to swizzle
up 'ur noodle
on the cheap
get all bamboozled
even adored
the rude bartender
just wish i had
dentures to lend her
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