Sleaze
A funny thing happened at the bar last night...
I saw her yesterday,
Being a long time away,
She spoke some lies,
Blackness beaming from her eyes,
Smiling a smile that spoke of using guys,
Struttin’ around like a two-bit concubine,
Her mouth spewing out some “line”,
Looking for “fresh meat” to buy her wine.
Her face had changed...like night and day,
Still using the thing between her legs to bring it on over her way,
I know it really wasn't her...but hey…
Sleazy woman really are all the same.
I saw her yesterday,
Being a long time away,
She spoke some lies,
Blackness beaming from her eyes,
Smiling a smile that spoke of using guys,
Struttin’ around like a two-bit concubine,
Her mouth spewing out some “line”,
Looking for “fresh meat” to buy her wine.
Her face had changed...like night and day,
Still using the thing between her legs to bring it on over her way,
I know it really wasn't her...but hey…
Sleazy woman really are all the same.
Eric B. Ramey
Copyright ©2005 Eric B. Ramey
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