I dont know any cool pickup lines, I stole them from TV Hey baby do you have the time? You just walked away from me
Im not cool or smooth And I'm not slick And I need to think of something quick
He didnt write for you, that punk rock love song, He stole it from the Byrds He just changed the chords And never bothered to learn the words
But he's got you hooked Your pulse Is racing
You know that hes a traitor He's a one-track trouble maker And he's rotten company
But he's got you in his sights You're going home with him tonight Another loveless casualty
He keeps you coming back for more but now Hes into someone new He changed the locks on both my doors So I guess that means we're through
But baby dont go, He isn't home And I'm waiting
I know that he's a traitor A true master debater Such sincere insincerity Without hesitation Standing in ovation to Your perfect symmetry
We'd take it slow But we both know He's waiting
You know that hes a traitor Silver tounged negotiator And he's plotting mutiny You dont know him quite like I do Once he's had his way, he'll leave you To a taxi company And he's immune to my handy remedy,
Just come inside, he asks persuadingly But you, you're thinking of me
Just spend the night We'll work it out Tomorrow
You know that hes a traitor He's a one-track trouble maker And he's rotten company But he's got you in his sights You're going home with him tonight Another loveless casualty That little ******* part of me
Another thematically, or at least rhythmically influenced. Check out Ludo "Mutiny Below" for where I was going with this one.