Dude
stop flirting with me
are you seriously for real?
You already have a girlfriend
so shut the fuck up
and deal with that shit
before you start hitting on me
can’t you see that it’s wrong?
You’re totally taken
not free
to make this much eye contact
or look at my breasts
so longingly and lustfully
while laughing at my jests
which, of course, are incredibly witty
oh, and you’re touching my arm now?
Stroking my leg and my ego
you’ll explain this to your woman how?
Exactly
yeah
that’s what I thought
I’m just some fun for the night
hold me close all you like
I’m not leaving without a fight
I’ll show you what you’re missing
what a real woman should be
at the end of the evening you’ll think:
“My girlfriend? Who’s she?!”
But no matter how delicious or delectable I am
this game that we’re playing
yeah
I know it’s a sham
and that you’ll go home to your girl
(who I bet is as dull as shit
compared to me –
though I’m sure she’s fit)
I hope you know what you’re missing
now that I’ve been in your world
and you think of me inappropriately
when in your girlfriend’s arms you’re curled