Tuesdays at the Crocodile Rock

[billy]

When you play keytar in an eighties cover band, this line kept me reading.
you have your pick of the middle aged women no need for [the]
downing rosé in between dance floor seizures,
the kind of gals that make you quit your book club
after Fifty Shades of Grey has been thrust upon you
like handcuffs at a Tampa orgy.

this opening stanza works well at setting the scene of the cover band.
it also makes me feels sad for them

Not to say you don't enjoy their company,
there's something wild in their eyes
that makes the free drinks you're paid
worth the hours spent learning scales
and a tightly choreographed stage routine.

i like how this feels, it makes an excuse for them and the band.

The only downside is when your mother comes
and you only notice she's there
after you got her friends number.

sick but a good generic twist at the end.

it's refreshingly light hearted though threaded with a tinge of why am i doing this. there's little I'd change about it, she ain't heavy, she's my mother gag works well to round off the piece.