gosh just my luck
this song plays when I start to write about you
kind of the same luck that happened when I was writing that email that made me hate you
but it's all good now isn't it?
you're such a trooper.
you fucker.
so now I flashback to the scene where I walk inside that bar
exactly 7 days since we first met
since we fucked like crazy
since you didn't cum
i was out the night before, with no sign of you
but I arranged to get my number to you
you freak
but as I walk into that bar on the fateful saturday night
you where there in the corner
with eyes of passion
with the posture of pure desperation
gosh this song isn't helping at all
hell yeah, i should've known from the look in your eye
that you wanted a piece of the Shore
ocean front property mothafucka
that's right
the song changes, and the lap dance is over
you lonely soldier
a dime a dozen I tell you
a dime a fucking dozen
i've learned to appreciate the sex industry from the inside
you just gots to change the perspective
but every soldier I saw walk in there
reminded me of you
well not every one, but you know what I mean
do you want another lap dance?
buy me drinkie.
buy me drinkie.
one song.