Down At The Stoup - Puffball

I’ll be down at the Stoup where the cool’s hanging out

Downing four pints and a fifth without doubt

And I talk to the guys and I know that’s unwise

I say my team is gonna win and I know I tell lies

It’s where the winos roam but this place is my home

The bartenders drunk and the beer’s half foam

But the game is ok and I hear what they say

With my pals at the table I’ll stay all day