Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Long answer to a simple question

Daddy never taught me how to treaty a lady
But are you even a women?
Or a girl craving drinks.
Some attention.
For every two for one.
I begin to realize
You could put a man.
In a private recession
So drink up baby
Don't care about
Your dead beat ex's
Just want you on the dance floor
Acting crazy, and reckless
So I can forget about mine
Now it's closing time
You tell me perkins
Is your favorite place to dine
You me tell your favorite book is twilight
Can't believe this the highlight
Of my night
Then your proceed to tell me
How you've lived the high life
Well we have something in common
I grew up on Camels and high life
You say you don't get it
So I ask for the tab
We hop in the car
Should of taken a cab
As I drive the line's I'm dodging weaving
You say pull over
Open the door start heaving
Wipe your mouth
Tell me you've had a wonderful evening
Turn up your favortie song Tik Tok
Ask the arrangement's for sleeping
You say your apartment is tip top
It's just one more block
Now I got this on lock
We get there
As we go up the stairs
You start undressing with out a care
As you lay next to me
I realize I was love sick
I thought you were the remedy
You were straving for attention
I was your recipe
Get up, leave
And try to salvage what's left of me

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