"Hey" she said, "have you got a little fire for me…"
with her light at the corner she lay bared
staring at thin air; doing her shiny brown hair
she said "……

her eye sparkled from a wet reflection
As she shied away until she was held strong;
strong around her slender waist; cold skin;
"Hey" she kissed his ear, "I want her a daddy…."

Followed by a story of love and its usual acts
left him amazed in culture; he'd be the backseat lover
As his shoulder took some puddle; his head cynical,
"Hey" she smirked, "who'd be her daddy….."

all she then heard were footsteps she walked
on sheets of empty canvas; she bled
while she let him continue, to blame her,
"Hey" she puffed, "she'll have her a daddy...."