.:Fancy, Meeting You Here:.

 

We pushed and
expected some push back
Didn’t look to be something you’d lack
Thought it be your “natural” way of things
Just by the look of them sprayed on jeans
See no amateur would throw that smile, then
pivot and match it up with style

Knowing we see all kinds of displays
Some fancy, some messy in all kind of ways
But yours seems to have a whole different taste
Sure enough I’m not one to put it to waste

So we can start this thing
all over again; look here Fancy they
call me Big Ben





::well, Ben




Hearing you out what you’ve actually said
Guess I’ll postpone the warm milk and going straight to bed
We can chat a little while. Share some pointers on style
In simpler times I’d call it a trial  
See I’m not one to place tease all up in “My Play”
Being Fancy to me is just part of my sway
All them eyes on me keeps me Fancy and free and
I’m always ready for what pleases old me

So maybe old ideas have crossed some minds;
a few having to do with them good old times
Where for “goodness sake” we’d take a break
Go off and see what’s down
by the lake




::well, Fancy




You were more fun during the time we were hitched
least then my friend
you were less then a bitch
now you all full-blown
still hot & real grown

But you still
know to work
like you’re
all
on
-loan