hey girl, what you looking likeni have seen you get up, and go to that bathroom, like 5 or 6 times in the last 20 minutesnwhat the hell is going onnnunder the great wide gray skys still the same guy watching the paint dry with blood shot snake eyes,nmy lady still hates me like you know she should,nbecause the simple things in life dont get over looked'nbut now im here with a glass full of beer positioned in my chair to watch your ass from a mirror,nhungover and horny dirty old man weed junky drunk leaven tips for the dope man,nI'll impress her with my jukebox, selections, spit a couple words in exchange for affection, nand if those legs work as good as they look girl you can walk up and down the page in my book,ncan you spell secret come get your feet wet,n let me make up pet names for all your little regrets,n here let me buy you a drink, as a token of my erectionnhoping that you'll open up and put down your weaponsnnup up girl let your strap down put your strap downnup up girl put your strap downnnspaghetti strappednanother lap around the track, ni had to suffer clenching onto somebodies back,nwhats up with that?nwheres the independence; find the dotted line between acquainted with and friendship,nbut damn god head rush cant stop whats the big fuss it was just a little hand jobnso what if her friend took off her bra and socks and drawers it was like a massage-a-twa,nwhy the witness is always positioned up in your business like they're invested in your best interest,nwho i be with and who i leave with affects this vicarious life that the weak live,nguess now the pressures on me to charm you,nrelieve you of your weaponry and disarm you,nsee if i can get you off this bar stool, nwe all wanna know if i can get you out your clothes girlnnup up girl let your strap down put your strap downnup up girl put your strap downnnfrom the star fuckers to the hard lovers, passing judgment on none everyones got scars mother,nsome of them will never heal sometimes you gotta step outside you wanna see how the weather feels,nyou cant avoid them or fill a void with them ,nif your nuts you'll enjoy trying to make him your boy friend,npick a pile of paper and ribbons the day after christmas,nno no no for real i will take my clothes off right heren who wants to help me im looking for a muse this time around im trying to cook up the blues,nlets make a little love a little hate a little give and take and give it to the kids that can relate,nand we dont even have a choice its the balance that fits between my ears and my voice,nso praise god that the rain ain't stopped lets head to my spot and take that wet tank top off, nownnup up girl let your strap down put your strap downnup up girl put your strap downnnwhen you wake up in the morning you'll see i'm gonenand check it out girl your all alonenni gotta breaknit comes so hard