to the tune of American Girl by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

Well she was an Anarchy girl
Raised on Coors Light
She couldnt help thinkin that there
Was a little more to drink
Somewhere else
After all it was a real long trail
With lots of intersextions to run down
Yeah, and if she had to drink somethin

She had one little promise
She was gonna keep

Oh yeah, on-right
Take it easy Puppy
Jager Bombs All Night!
She was an Anarchy girl

The Jager was cold that night
Diet Rockstar alone on her balcony
She could hear the hashers cry out
On on ,

Like a blackout bottle on the beach
And for one desperate moment there
Donkey bombs crept back in her memory
God its so painful
Something thats so good
And still so far out of reach

Oh yeah, on-right
Take it easy Puppy
Jager Bombs All Night!
She was an Anarchy girl

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Matt  Parker
"You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need"---The Rolling Stones