In your neon green Victoria Secret sweats
And tight-fitted, light-weight hot pink running sneakers
    Hair slicked back in an even ponytail
               With the cigarette carelessly hanging out of your mouth

You look as if the world is a bore to you, and would probably tell me
That my size 7 curves will probably **** me one day
And my response would be that your lifestyle
           Imitating a factory located in Pittsburgh will probably do the same
                                               to us both

But at least my curves have the decency to only cling to me
and not roam about in the air.