I lost my innocence in a battle of wits Over a dinner of boiled rice and fried meats His debate ground my overrated intelligence to bits But it wasn't time, I wouldn't call it quits
We went on to the starlit, moonful park We weren't sightseeing, I had to hit my mark Everything I said was turned down with a reasonable reason The more I tried to win the more I kept losing
We walked and talked and I realized That our supposedly romantic dinner had been politicized As we stood on my porch and called it a night His lips touched mine, I didn't put up a fight
I laid a final claim in regards to our banter His keen eyes widened I'd given him something to ponder Later that night, I received his call He asked for a rematch, I smiled, there'd be another date after all