Line Them Up

She lined them up in front of me  
And said the choice was mine
Each one of them could entertain  
Each one of them was fine  
 
In the past I’d had my share  
But now, I wanted more  
Someone with a soul inside  
More than just a whore  
 
I saw a sparkle in her eyes  
And the smile upon her lips  
Then my eyes traveled down  
To a curve around her hips  
 
Could I please have number three  
Tall blonde and slightly round  
The lady said, "You've chosen well  
She’s the best that can be found."  
 
When I entered the private room  
She was lying in the nude  
I asked if we could chat a while    
She said, “Hell no, let’s screw!  
 
I complied with her every wish  
She fucked me like a whore    
I guess my soul mate will have to wait  
Tonight’s just another score