Isa likes brandy and the way it hits her lips
She’s a rock ‘n’ roll survivor with pendulum hips
She’s got deep brown eyes
That’ve seen it all
Working at a nightclub that was called The Avenue
The bar men used to call her “Little Lisa, Looney Tunes”
She went down on almost anyone
{Beat-down blue collar, that’s patriotic, right?}
On my last night on earth, I won’t look to the sky
Just breathe in the air and blink in the light
On my last night on earth, I’ll pay a high price
To have no regrets and be done with my life
