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By coujeaux Date: 2003 Jul 10 Comment on this Work [[2003.07.10.12.37.31823]] |
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Think I can take off the stalwart hat for a spell, ma'am; don't believe it's apropos, And if I were so indiscrete as to leave my coat unhung, it's a hello then off I'll go. Make room on your comfortable bed for me, please, 'cause a heart's mighty sore, Might I say I don't believe I've ever seen you look as lovely tonight as any before. We were introduced some time ago, though I must admit not knowin' exactly when, Now where have my manners gone; I didn't ask whether I was welcome here again. Just a little closer, if you will; it feels so familiar next to you alone in this lil' paradise, What's that you said as you whispered in my ear; that you love me, repeated it twice. Oh, I heard it the first time, for sure, but I never believed a woman like you meant it, As I've been told that before at the precise moment it ended before I could prevent it. That's not a tear, silly girl; I've merely something in my eye that seduced a wet reply, You must not be from these parts, I reckon; one thing men like me never do is to cry. Sprawled out on the bed, makin' angels with my arms outstretched, prayin' for a touch, I don't require anything more than a little warmth and wet to aspire, is that askin' much? What is it about me that seems so distant, you ask; it's nothing personal, well, maybe so; Since you've taken the rest of your life to spend with me, I figure you've a right to know. Wise folks said be careful what you wish for, as when you least expect it may come true, So I figure if I can outwit forever I'll never have to know what it's like to be without you. |