if flirt had a body part it'd be her legs
        uncrossed, tube top, tight skirt, hoolahoop earrings
     smooth hands that say "i squeeze"
i think she's the ****, i mean she's the opposite
of mediocrity, she's a siren that i'll let steer me
      and everyone will ship us to the moon
  but i'm shooting for eternity, beyond stars
and she's laced in the spaces
that my heart struggles to fit in and she's serving me
      and everything about her makes me smile
if flirt had a body part it'd be her legs
  with a question like
               are they
        walking away
          or are they
            going to be wrapped around me
                tonight?