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I want to be your man
Oh, I remember well still sweetheart,
It was Nov 22nd, 1994
And we were alone sitting on a love seat, at your friends... Tonya an Elsa's;
I in my black Allstars and you in yours, peach colored naturally,
I had my dickies creased up, an undershirt an only the top three buttons done up on my flannel,
You in your peach colored top, hair nails and make up done up perfectly that day,
As if a bride walking in her day,
You liked the smell of Tres Flores, running your fingers through my combed back hair,
The scent of Drakkar was intoxicating for you,,,
``~~...~~``
I had my 40, King Cobra's I think, you had your smoke,
We were so young,
Thought we knew what life was about
And maybe we did, maybe we did
For we had love, though we had not dared yet say it,
and there were still good times, plenty of years still ahead, full of good times
Mi reina, amor es my queen,
Long before the weight of the worlds ever needed to be placed on our young shoulders
You had liked to dance to Cutie Pie by one-way, and twenty years later, you still do
Zapp was playin… I want to be your man
And I asked you out,
Hahaha, I was young, I asked if you wanna be my woman,
And you paused for what seemed forever,
Before saying yes;
And I held you, and kissed you for the first time
Baby Chulla, for over twenty years later, I still do darlin
Want to be your man…
`~20 years, 9 months and day, 6 hours, 33 minutes and 33 seconds… And still countin my cutie pie~`
It was Nov 22nd, 1994
And we were alone sitting on a love seat, at your friends... Tonya an Elsa's;
I in my black Allstars and you in yours, peach colored naturally,
I had my dickies creased up, an undershirt an only the top three buttons done up on my flannel,
You in your peach colored top, hair nails and make up done up perfectly that day,
As if a bride walking in her day,
You liked the smell of Tres Flores, running your fingers through my combed back hair,
The scent of Drakkar was intoxicating for you,,,
``~~...~~``
I had my 40, King Cobra's I think, you had your smoke,
We were so young,
Thought we knew what life was about
And maybe we did, maybe we did
For we had love, though we had not dared yet say it,
and there were still good times, plenty of years still ahead, full of good times
Mi reina, amor es my queen,
Long before the weight of the worlds ever needed to be placed on our young shoulders
You had liked to dance to Cutie Pie by one-way, and twenty years later, you still do
Zapp was playin… I want to be your man
And I asked you out,
Hahaha, I was young, I asked if you wanna be my woman,
And you paused for what seemed forever,
Before saying yes;
And I held you, and kissed you for the first time
Baby Chulla, for over twenty years later, I still do darlin
Want to be your man…
`~20 years, 9 months and day, 6 hours, 33 minutes and 33 seconds… And still countin my cutie pie~`
Published 23rd Aug 2015
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This write belongs with this song, for ambiance and feel for how it was o'er 20 years ago...
Since songs are not allowed here, this is link for same write, with song, an see how you think about it... ;)
http://cosmofunnel.com/poems/i-want-be-your-man-75203 a thank yous: wolf
23rd Aug 2015 10:57pm
Okay so being a Beatles nut, I saw the titled and thought about Ringo's song! However the look back then brought to mind another; Nat King Cole's "Not Too Young". I definitely will check out the music!
24th Aug 2015 3:40pm
Such a beautiful romantic piece Eddie.
Aren't we all suckers for love and hopeless romantics.
Great Write!
Darker.
Aren't we all suckers for love and hopeless romantics.
Great Write!
Darker.
