Mount Bonnell

Tune: Blueberry Hill

I had my fill,
On Mount Bonnell,
On Mount Bonnell,
When I had you.

The moon stood still,
On Mount Bonnell,
And lingered until,
Myself came true.

Tho' we're apart,
I'm a part of you still,
For you weren't on the pill,
On Mount Bonnell.

Keywords: Texas, Austin, sex