Monday, November 22, 2010

for the evenin'

The word love gets tossed way around, i was just here thinkin of me and you gettin down. I approach so sincere with a mission in hand, told you straight up my intention and said, my name is francis. I'm here to bone sexually with no antics. You got the right type of dress I'd like to take off, body so seductive no glasses shades on. You a hot mess, let me get down and undress ya. Let me do the things you thought was planned, seein how alone you are with no man. And then maybe we can do it again. One night stand couldn't stand a chance with the blowin silk booty had me in a trance. Her name I forget but I listen closely, wishin you'd just shut up and hold me. Down my belt, you felt my affection, let me come teach you a some bedroom lesson. All the right weaponry was what I saw, dropped the jaw when you respond well so let's head back to the spot we'll soon be layin at. I'm at the mound its your turn to bat. Hit second to third, crawled my way down to home, strike me out you can try but don't. 12 innings we lasted, I looked at the clock yeh I'm a conceited bastard. Round 13 is next godamn we lasted, yet another hour. My head is blasted. You intoxicate me in a way ill be pumped through the stomach. Spill my guts and confess this as my best. I'm more alive now than ever. Time to end this joint with somethin clever. Bottom line you got it goin on, heaven's cloud upholds them pretty wings like maxwell and like ll we doin it well. Makin chants like we bout cast some spells. All over town, from lux apartment to hotel, you the best out of everyone else.

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