Friday, January 15, 2010

The Usual

Im gonna open the car door.

Its not something I haven’t seen before.

What kind of music you listen to?

Get some big papa and turn it up like he’s risen too.

What kind of food you eat?

Does it matter cuz I know you only want my treat.

Talk to me like you want to know

what I did when I was young and

what I want to do when I’m grown.

Ask me questions about

what I do in my spare time

and what’s on my mind.

You’re really beautiful and fun.

Thanks for the compliments but

Your work is not even almost done.

Dance around me and throw my trash away.

Isn’t the whole point to show me

how it could be, day by day.

Isn’t the whole point that you want me to want to stay

positioned this way and that way.

Isnt the point that you don’t want me to go away?

What do you want to do?

You asked me out so it’s up to you.

But if you take me back there to play pool

so you can watch me hold a stick as a tool

What are you gonna learn about me then?

You’ll just learn how I bend.

I wanna learn how you take your drink.

You can have everything but the kitchen sink.

Baby you might think its right to get me that drink.

But don’t be the usual bite, that move is trite.

Walk me up to my door because you think this will help you score.

Because I’v had a few drinks and you think I could have some more.

But I know you, you’re that guy.

Just because you’re hot, you still have to try.

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