Fast Eddie And Cherry Girl Poem by ANDREW CULJAK

HIS THUMB HELD OUT ON THE MIDDLE OF AN EMPTY ROAD
HE CAN'T STOP SWEATIN, THE SUN BEATS DOWN
HE TAKES TO HIS HEALS WITHOUT LOOKIN AROUND
HE LIGHTS A CIGARETTE CAUSE IT SEEMS HE'S GOT NOWHERE TO GO

HE'S WALKED A COUPLE OF MILES WHEN SHE'S PASSIN HIM BY
TIRES SQUEAL IN A CLOUD OF DUST,
SHE REVS HER ENGINES AS HE CATCHES UP
HE SAYS I'M FAST EDDIE AND I THINK I'M YOU'RE TYPE OF GUY

SO THEY DRIVE ALL NIGHT ON A BOTTLE OF RUM
AND HIT THE WHISKEY WHEN THE MORNING COMES
THEY PULL OVER FOR A LITTLE HUMPTY BUMP
TILL NOTHING MATTERS BUT THE MOMENT AND THE HEAT OF THE SUN
FAST EDDIE AND CHERRY GIRL

BREEZIN THROUGH RAMSHACKLE TOWNS IT'S LIKE AN ENDLESS SEA
THEY CAN'T STOP RUNNIN, THEY CAN'T SLOW DOWN
THEY GOTTA KEEP MOVIN TILL THEY'RE OUT OF TOWN
THEY DON'TWANT A LIFE OF OTHER PEOPLES DAMN DECENCY

THEY PULL UP TO A BROKEN DOWN HUT SHE SAYS YOU WAIT RIGHT HERE
FROM THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT, SHE PULLS A GUN
AND SAYS TO EDDIE, LET THE ENGINE RUN
HOW THIS THING IS GOIN DOWN I REALLY HAVE NO IDEA

SHE WALKS UP TO THE PLACE AND KICKS IN THE FRONT DOOR
SHE FIRES A SHOT AND FIRES TWO TIMES MORE
SHE JUMPS INTO THE CAR AND SAYS I'VE EVENED THE SCORE
THERE'S NO TIME TO SIT HERE WHAT YOU WAITING FOR
FAST EDDIE AND CHERRY GIRL

THEY CHECK INTO A FLEABAG MOTEL AND SETTLE FOR THE NIGHT
HE DOESN'T BOTHER HE DOESN'T ASK
ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENED ABOUT HER PAST
SHE ROLLS OVER SMILES SADLY, CLUTCHES HIM, AND SOFTLY CRIES

THE NEXT MORNING FINDS HIM WAKING IN AN EMPTY BED
A SCRIBBLED NOTE, SOME CRUMPLED BILLS
HE GRABS A SHOWER AND WAITS UNTIL
THE WATER GETS SCALDING HOT AND TURNS HIS SKIN A BLISTERED RED

HE HITS A COUPLE HONKY TONKS A MILE FROM TOWN
AND POURS ONE TWO THREE WHISKEY’S DOWN
HE MIXES IT UP WITH SOME REDNECK CLOWNS
EVEN THOUGH HE KNOWS HE'S GONNA END FACE DOWN
FAST EDDIE AND CHERRY GIRL