**** another call missed
Nonstop must be ******
What are they doing
What keeps them pursuing
Same time every night
All at the same time can't be right
Is there some reason I can't see
Is the answer escaping me
They're all so different too
Each bringing something new
Eclectic faces and styles
With pretty eyes and cunning smiles
Taunting with stunning curves
They cause my attention to swerve
Not much to our conversations
Just preludes to nightly reservations
Bottles of wine empty so swift
Sticky green burning will uplift
Tension will begin to disappear
The scent of them as they come near
Drives me insane with desire
With each touch ignites into fire
As each different one calls again
I feel out of touch empty within
I should be thankful but I'm not
Living so lustfuly a afterthought
But my cold heart is conflicted
I want change but I'm addicted
To the empty passion I know
But I wonder if my heart can grow
These women don't seem to mind
I'm just out of sight out of mind
A ***** little secret interlude to enjoy
This very very very bad boy