By Benji Boland
Date: 24 February 2001
Back off, beautiful
Hey, There. Yeah, I see you. You're pretty obvious.
Obviously pretty. No one could miss your Melrose smile
your Redken hair your Cheetah walk. Hello.
But I'm busy, as you can see. I'm playing my guitar singing
my song. You aren't the only fan. Not the only wannabe groupie.
I've experienced sex before. Known lots of girls. Loved a few of
them. If you can believe that. Here's a bedtime story you won't
soon forget. I'd take you on for half a night then be on my merry
way. And I would wash your phone number off my hand.
Back off, beautiful. I've gathered my share of rosebuds. Time can
keep flying. I'm riding my own melt oblivious and fine.
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