Married man spitting the shitty pickup lines and lovely little lies
Bats those bedroom brown eyes with a gleam of gloomy revolting bullshit
Complaing ,costructing ,and desperate to attract a hint of sympathy
For a cheap contradicting cliche liaison
Hiding his ring and riddling rhymes about how shitty his life has supposedly become
Trying to spin her pretty young head around
So he can score on his scouting trip with his dick
Oh how beautiful he will say she is
But whiskey won’t cover up a cloud of falsified fibs
And his fairytales won’t work this time
His devil burning through
Outweighing cigarette smoke with his eccentric ego
She can see what a sleez the snake seeking to charm certainly sings in his characterized charisma
For she’s heard all the same serenading Shit before
And she won’t be another one of his empty headed side whores
So she’s headed for the door
Because she does not care to hear it anymore
