plenty of vacancy

somewhere north of prague
in melnik, at hotel ludmila
there's no pool here
just a bowling alley
in the bar of all places
and mini golf in the yard
oh yeah, and croquet too
beneath the plum trees
and man these czechs can roll
their apeshit for strikes
me, i'm writing postcards
for folks back home
drinking staropramen
at 25 koruna a glass
$1.53 canadian
cheaper than prague
then again
so are the women
except for small town andrea
who keeps 'em coming
she's a diamond
in this rough bowling capital of the world
we can't understand each other
but as we make absinthe disappear
we start to make a little more sense