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Prong Song
All lyrics and music contained in this web site are the sole property of Terry Prong and may not be used commercially with out written permission from the author.
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SPACE FLOOZY Words and Music by Terry Prong It was located on the fringe of one of those dirty, cold outer parsecs in the galaxy nobody visited. Still under space law but no one for millions of miles to enforce it. Kind of a outlaw space truckers rest stop. Where if the food didn't kill you the action will . The place wasn't even a planet but more like a big oblong potato the size of Jupiter. Slowly turning end over end with a side wobble that kept the rotation random in nature. It also made little pockets of protected atmospheric theaters with their very own gravity field environments. Inside these little pockets were built rest-overs as they were called. These were low cost cubicles that had all the comforts of real air and gravity. For a long hauler this was great. After breathing recycled air and going in and out of weightlessness they were all willing to take a break and have themselves some entertainment, which usually meant woman and space brew. They docked their loaded barges in an orbit around the rolling boulder as it was called, and would shuttle down to the surface. This was no easy task as the potato was always turning on two axes it took skill, nerves and a strong desire to get laid to make it down to the moving surface in one piece. There was anything you wanted on rolling boulder anything including space floozies. Where ever easy credit marks to be found there was Ksandra. She was a Space Floozy and she knew all the right ways to beg, borrow, steal or weasel-cheat lonesome space jockeys out of their hard earned long haul pay. The workers from deep space that ran the ore barges were the most vulnerable. Even cryo-sleeping for the whole return trip didn't keep their Earth rooted hormones from building desires. " If you touch me there again, I will thrill you" " If you give me half a chance I will kill you" 
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