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Not Here
You say you're looking for a good time,
Not the right guy,
or the tangling strings they bring.
I'm sorry,
There's none of that here.
Maybe a quick one,
After one drink,
In the backseat of your parent's car.
Leaving finger prints on misty windows,
Trails to find you,
When I need you,
Bring everything but love.
Silver platter,
Diamond plated cuffs.
Looking pretty while we do the nasty.
Appreciating it, eating it like its tasty.
Tie you up with the strings,
Have you,
Untie you,
Then leave you.
I'm sorry,
There's none of that here.
Not the right guy,
or the tangling strings they bring.
I'm sorry,
There's none of that here.
Maybe a quick one,
After one drink,
In the backseat of your parent's car.
Leaving finger prints on misty windows,
Trails to find you,
When I need you,
Bring everything but love.
Silver platter,
Diamond plated cuffs.
Looking pretty while we do the nasty.
Appreciating it, eating it like its tasty.
Tie you up with the strings,
Have you,
Untie you,
Then leave you.
I'm sorry,
There's none of that here.
Published 5th May 2017
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