She gave me a lapdance and I nearly fell in love,
Then she
came on back to my place and she fit me like a glove.
I want to do it up
proper, take her out on the town,
Put her on my
Harley and ride her around.
I want her on my arm in a little red dress.
My friends
would be green with envy
To see her with
me.
Kisses on the lips.
Bedding destroyed.
Caution cast aside
with the clothing.
And no regrets.
And no difficult
conversations.
Beautiful people
who know what they like,
Passing the
night.
Without the pressure of forever,
and houses and puppies and
babies.
Maybe.
But not tonight.
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