Hello gorgeous, haven't I seen you someplace before?
Open with a line like that, you be lucky not to be shown the door.
I look ten to fifteen years younger, maybe I'm blessed
Sometimes, I put myself to the test
Once I had a boyfriend eighteen years younger than me
We lasted a year and a half. He thought I was thirty.
And sometimes, I see him, a guy who I like
I sidle up slanted, you know, slithery **** it's what they like
You have a drink, it's a whole different world
Your fear goes out the window, thrown away, out that door
You been here long?
You like to dance?
Doesn't matter who says it, so long as you're in a trance.
Yeah, I like that. You're really fine.
We are both really having a good time.
You get a little closer
You can smell his alcohol breath
And in that moment, it might as well be ****
Cuz it's a kind of intoxication
In itself, just the chemistry, this temporary cohabitation
If he's young, he might be ready to go
Let's go back to my place
I know no one will know
Sometimes I did that
I never was afraid
But now, I just slither, and drink, and bathe
in the silliness of it all, these instant connections
The shape of his hand, that shy guy smile
The square jaw, with the stubble on the side
Oh yes, men, oh my
The young ones get aggressive, let you feel what they've got
You're not supposed to do that in public, do they care? Not.
It's all so fun, so just in the "now"
Someday I'll venture out again.
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 9:08 PM UTC
Hello gorgeous, haven't I seen you someplace before?
Open with a line like that, you be lucky not to be shown the door.
I look ten to fifteen years younger, maybe I'm blessed
Sometimes, I put myself to the test
Once I had a boyfriend eighteen years younger than me
We lasted a year and a half. He thought I was thirty.
And sometimes, I see him, a guy who I like
I sidle up slanted, you know, slithery **** it's what they like
You have a drink, it's a whole different world
Your fear goes out the window, thrown away, out that door
You been here long?
You like to dance?
Doesn't matter who says it, so long as you're in a trance.
Yeah, I like that. You're really fine.
We are both really having a good time.
You get a little closer
You can smell his alcohol breath
And in that moment, it might as well be ****
Cuz it's a kind of intoxication
In itself, just the chemistry, this temporary cohabitation
If he's young, he might be ready to go
Let's go back to my place
I know no one will know
Sometimes I did that
I never was afraid
But now, I just slither, and drink, and bathe
in the silliness of it all, these instant connections
The shape of his hand, that shy guy smile
The square jaw, with the stubble on the side
Oh yes, men, oh my
The young ones get aggressive, let you feel what they've got
You're not supposed to do that in public, do they care? Not.
It's all so fun, so just in the "now"
Someday I'll venture out again.
Not like I spend a lot of time in bars, but this kind of sums it up
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