Charles Bukowski - New Mexico lyrics

I was fairly drunk when it Began and I took out my bottle and used it Along the way. I was reading a week or two after Kandel and I did not look quite as Pretty but I brought it off and we Ended up at the Webbs, 6, 8, 10 of Us, and I drank scotch, wine, beer, tequila And noticed a nice one sitting next to me - One tooth missing when she smiled Lovely, and I put my arm around her And began loading her with bullsh** When I awakened at 10 a.m. the next morning I was in a strange house In bed with this Woman. she was asleep but looked Familiar I got up and here was one kid running around in a Crib and another one running around the floor in Pajamas. I picked up a letter addressed to one "Betsy R.", so I went back and said "hey, Betsy, there are kids running around all over This place." "oh Hank, damn it, I'm sick. I want to sleep, not Rap." "but look, the ..." "make yourself some Coffee." I put the pot on and the little boy ran up in his Pajamas. I found a shirt and some pants and some Shoes and Dressed him Then I cleaned a bottle with hot water, filled it With milk and gave it to the kid in the Crib. he went for It Then I went in and squeezed her Hand. "I've got to go. are you all Right ?" "yes, a little sick. but please don't feel Bad." I called a yellow cab and we went back across Town Is this what happened to D. Thomas ? I thought If a man didn't think too much he could be proud of his little Conquests - Except that the women were better than we - asking nothing As we squirted our poetry Our bullsh** our Sperm to Them We were sick poets sick People Across town I knocked on the door of my host and Hostess "what happened ?" they Asked "nothing. got Lost." They sat a beer in front of me And I drank it as if I were Wordly: A piece-of-a** Any-night Anywhere Type "somebody got a Cigarette ?" I asked "sure, sure." I lit up and asked "heard from Creely Lately ?" Not giving a damn whether they had or Not