The little muscleman
could try and woo you in his sleep
if he wanted
‘cause he’s that good
He’ll start off real slow
little mentions here and there
and then a ton once you’re hooked
What’s your name?
Where you from?
How old are you?
Are you a top or bottom?
He’ll ask
and you’ll provide
all giddy and hopeful.
But, if at anytime an answer doesn’t coincide
with what he wants,
he’ll drop you.
Forget the sparks
Forget the compliments
Forget the silly little time you wasted trying oh so hard to come up with something clever to say to sweep him off his feet
Because he won't want to hear a damn thing you’ve got to say anymore
And that's the way these men are.
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