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.