Girl's Night Out
I'm here, again, same old thing,
Down at the bar, hand on the clutch,
Scotch on the rocks, one two three,
Kissing lips laced with glass,
No news would be good.
She swings her hips, I sing,
Heels and lipstick, red on red,
Not going near this, oh no.
He's looking this way, oh jeez,
I don't know what to say, Jesus,
Be one fine fucking lay, Lord,
Make my shitty day, please,
Speak the word, okay.
He parts those lips, I sway,
Tie and belt, blue and black,
Not gonna touch that, no sir.
She lives inside dollhouse walls,
Pristine, untouched, rosy-cheeked face,
What a wretch, what a wreck,
Just a touch of champagne, one more glass,
And then I'll call it a night.
She shifts her stance, I dance,
Straps and garters, red on red,
Not a lil' fuckin' chance, oh no.
He has eyes like emerald gems,
Sparkling, piercing, dancing with light,
What a catch, what a wretch,
One more on the house, you dog you,
I bet you think that'll seal the deal.
He moves like glass, what an ass,
Shoes and sportswatch, blue and black,
I will have to pass, no thank you.
In this framework, tick tock,
Time an eggshell cracked,
Checkered vision, troubled water,
Drunk drink, tock tick.
Slur another lullaby for your portly noontime nap,
When you're done your sad song, I won't come back.
He's got my hand in his, then we kiss,
Socks and stockings, blue and black,
How did it come to this, so very fast?
She bends at the knees, only to please,
I deposit my keys on her bedside vanity,
Later on, they'll be my escape.
She swings her hips, I sing,
Heels and lipstick, red on red,
What's a little blood, on the bed?
From outside, I hear a dog yelp,
Sharp, pained, desperate, distant,
I wonder-Is it dead?-a second,
Soft sirens lilt behind traffic noise,
A cityside serenade-
From the bottom of its concrete heart…
"What do you do?" I don't care,
"Car sales, you?" Seems to fit,
"Not quite yet!" Ha, what a wit,
He smiles wide, bottom teeth all in one white line…
Slur another lullaby for your portly noontime nap,
When you're done your sad song, I won't come back.