I Thought She Was Different

I thought she was different
she seemed so fresh so new
I thought she really cared for me
I laid my heart out for her to take
well she did take it and she was fresh
and she was new and different
except things kept repeating themselves
the fresh and the new began to fade
she wasn't new or different at all
she was just like the other
she loved to stroke my heart
and make me feel like the luckiest
man in the world until she was sure
I was sufficiently hooked into her charms
until I wanted nothing more but to be in her arms
then I was just a bother to her
I no longer appealed to her challenge
you know what that feels like
to be down on your hands and knees
and have someone grind their high heel
into the back of your hand
but you know what
after a day a week a month
she would be back throwing her kisses
once again stroking my heart
and once again I fell
the number of times I fell
are too numerous to count
it is so easy to fool a fool you know
I thought she was different  

Gomer LePoet ....