Panties on the floor, such a tease
tell me some other fool did you
11 heroic seconds, your brain out
on the decks; out on the wash machine
everyone is a slave to your pussy
people got their triangles but lady
it's lately been tassled necklaces
maybe pearls, maybe red lips
maybe critical mistakes in luminous webs
entangling limbs under sheets
the perfected strategy, star-pointed
with his money at the head
Lately the role-playing leaves cuts
on lesser pretty targets, unnoticed by
many wet stones traversed by many
nude feet, the lawn and running naked freely
across it. I'm sure when you dump them
the vultures will swarm across you
enemies become friends and the chance
for your endearing hands slay me everytime
