shall we?
the comp showed it’s head tonight
both in person and as a late night shout
man, it was just what the doctor ordered
i was tired from flippin’ my gray matter about
so we talked about this
and laughed about that
hair got brushed back
she exposed her tat
we walked around the block
and exchanged pleasantries
dodging between cars
leaning up against trees
laid out on the grass
under the midnight sky
she asked what i was thinking about
i looked at her and said why?
you know what?
let’s go upstairs for a nightcap or two
she grinned that grin
i slid on her shoes
M
2
3
4…
was a blast
5
6
7
my floor at last
giggling like two kids in the dark
we stumbled into my home
shot past the liquor
went straight to my foam
pillow talk was music to my ears
sweet nothings and dirty speak
dreams of life, family, careers
i had thought i’d hit my peak
until she rolled over and stared into my eyes
damn my heart nearly skipped a beat
i slid my hand between her thighs
we performed an encore to the previous feat
i’m telling you this chick was no joke
she was the "i" in team
the high in coke
so as i wrap up
and prepare to hit the sack
let me ask you one question…
how’s your back?
you see
in actuality
my night was low key as all hell
there isn’t much to describe, not much to tell
comp #1 strolled on by and we chatted for a while
comp #2 called late tonight and she’s now off speed dial
but i do hope you felt a jab of disappointment
as you got the mock blow by blow
’cause there’s something i should tell you
something you might already know
i want you to be that girl
the one who put the high in coke
the barefoot stargazer
the girl who’s no joke
the girl that’ll hit stop on floor 4
and not pause to think twice
the girl who’ll talk nasty
the girl who’s so sweet and nice
the girl who has butter soft thighs
the girl with intelligence to spare
the girl with eyes to drown in
the girl that flirtingly flips her own hair
the girl that tosses that glance
that girl is on the other side of the wall
so how about a dance?
i swear i won’t let you fall…
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