I drank myself dry in corner
And I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.
She was sex, slander, wine, candles,
I’d **** her on the table if she’d let me.
She didn’t like roses, or chocolate,
She was the hard to get or couldn’t get
Her legs were bronze and slender, ass, tits,
But you couldn’t chase only catch.
I asked for another Sam Adams October Fest
And she walked over to me, hips back and forth.
We were in the hotel in ten minutes.
Words weren’t necessary and wouldn’t help me
Cut her open any faster.
I wanted more, I wanted to see everything
And with her last gasp of breath she said,
“I f you didn’t have your eyes you could feel better”
I never felt more before.