Bad at Golf, Great at the Cart

Pull up to the tee box. Already see it go wrong . Cooler in a

golf cart. This the real game on . Club in my hand,

but I'm grippin' this can . Ball on the tee, but I'm stumblin'

again. Buddy say, "Head down," while he linin' my stance.

I'm like head up, glass up, let the swing take a chance

. Slice to the right, ball gone, that's tragic.

Cart path, parking lot, that's black magic. Scorecard look like phone numbers,

that's fine. As long as my drink pour straight on time.