Don’t touch me. I don’t know you, A stranger to me, I don’t allow you. You smiled at me From across the place. In this noisy nightclub You’re just a face.
You might be a cook Or maybe a movie star. I don’t know you at all. I don’t know who you are. You don’t have permission To put your hands on me And treat me like someone Who is desperate and ******.
I totally understand The way things are today. After all I’m in this bar; It’s like I seem to say I’m one of those types You take home for some fun. That might be what you think But I am simply not that one.
You see, all I can go on Is a matter of your looks And I am not a psychic To tell angels from crooks. So, thank you for your offer, But I am going to pass. I turned you down even though You patted me on my ***.
I won’t woke up tomorrow Full of sorrow and regret. I won’t be the conquest You will quickly forget. I’ll be the one who has Taken the time to say I understand your game But, I don’t want to play.