It’s Friday at Tubman’s, the whole scene eruptin’
people getting off of work and drinking with their cousins
An ordinary scene made of more than every dream
it’s an extraordinary feelin what the local folk are seein’
Now the way we used to do it we would get off on a Friday
and head toward the corner underneath the passing highway
The building, unexpected, people pass it undetected
except for Rudy by the door who checks your license when you step in
Kevin owns the dwelling, keepin eyes on the money
putting heart into his work, not some ordinary dummy
It’s a little anybody with some seasonal descendants
some regulars who visit every week should get a pendant
And Kevin welcomes everyone even under age
they eat potato skins and talk to women out their range
Because they never cause trouble, heck they elevate the cyphers
and when it’s late they make the best designated drivers
The college girls come in with their snap chat and booty pants
showing off their whalebones, tramp stamps & hootie mack
Dressing for the catch, taking shots after shooters
ready with a selfy taking watch of any suiters
The cats from construction get off work and have a couple each
the double X’s from their Dos Equis direct their type of speech
Kevin likes the business and he hopes they’ll con-sume
when the petstore next door’s finished next June
Now it’s after work which means the music’s louder than the afternoon
it has to boom so half a tune’ll make you want to dance a few
Beats and instrumentals turn the bar into a venue
he puts some Dilla donuts on the happy hour menu
Which makes me have to mention Tubbie’s favorite face & common man
a fan of any music here the local people call him Dan
He stands to the side and kicks a rhyme to the rhythm
flowing pretty often over any beat you give him
Every now and then he draws a crowd and holds a forum
as they nod their heads and listen people easily adore him
But he doesn’t over do it, just a little chance to kick it though
in between the ciphering he’ll sit with a Pacifico
They love to hear him rip a flow and people with their laptops
park up at the bar and chat with buddies while the raps drop
Dan’s lyrically killing, Mac users think they Yakuza documenting what he’s spitting
And Reggie throws game into any kind of art form
but in his true fame he’s a master at the dartboard
With Donnie at the table holding cards to his collarbone
stacking chips against his buddies anytime that they aren’t at home
Colleagues and strangers are all fair game for
Donnie and his fast card handling behavior
And Kevin keeps the beer stocked better than it used to be
Peroni and Corona, even two or three that’s gluten free
Left Hand, Magic Hat, Green Flash, Flying Dog,
Sam Adams, Bells, Stella, Allagash, Ommegang
Whatever gets ya open helps to liven up the party
plus after some Tecate people think they know karate
Tubman’s got it going though, for locals and for travelers
but Karaoke Wednesdays are for anyone but amateurs
They welcome any challengers but disregard the meddlers
it’s not about your voice, they love to represent the regulars
And Martin rocks the corner table back from Chitchen Itza
back to work and smelling like a Little Caesar’s pizza pizza
He’s a single man with all the time to travel over all the world
wishing that his hands were holding more than a St. Pauli Girl
A Rolling Rock from Boulder always witnessed with a grin
trying to make the Guiness book for drinking pints of Heineken
The bar’s getting packed so you better tip your waitress
or stand in line and bounce your head and listen to the playlist
You’ll get the best service on the block you can get
but they won’t come back & check if you don’t treat ’em with respect
So take the time to get in line on the corner by the wood sign
and come on down to Tubman’s if you’re lookin for a good time
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