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Bourbon, Bedroom Eye's & Bad Choices

Drifting for awhile in a dingy bar
she twists her body onto a chair
sipping her bourbon from a dirty glass

The stranger in black was the bang
in last night's beat she had another
in mind for the night

Just like that she spotted him, he was
a hidden concoction in suede shoes
with a twisted smile

He stopped in her shadow, he had a
cruel way about him, giving him bed
room eye's she spoke his language

They stumbled out the door into the
halo of the streetlamps, ready to take
his corded flame

Her thighs burned from the thought
knowing the bad choices she was
about to make once again











Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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