hey, missy, how's about a date;
are u looking to get *****
or molested on a date or caught
naked in a cab or underneath
some drooling slob are u too
drunk to know where ur going;
hey, missus whats-ur-name are u
really all that lame; are ur shoes all tied
the same; do u think ur hip cuz u
dated coloreds in 1956; hey, miss pillbox
hat married w/ ur virginity
intact & ur mouth unhinged
like death & sweet liquor n ur
breath; don't u think u should lay off
the brandy; god is in ur underwear
beside menopause & ur uncle
Steve's lost cause...I think I
know u well enough to keep from
guessing; ur a living sacrifice
eating all the cheese until u make
me sneeze & I have go home &
smoke a joint w/ the girl from
across the hall who's always too drunk
to talk about physics & she thinks
I'm a drunk too but that ***** don't
know me; hey, miss, u dropped
something & there is no place I'm going