27 October 2012
*no stereotyping intended*
I just met the man of my dreams
Shiny white shoes that make my heart scream
Grease parted hair
I couldn't help but stare
Gold chain
That's fashionably tarnished by the rain
Now I need to look good
Need to make him drool....
I need to be just the right shade of orange (not tangerine)
Hair needs some more bleach (hope this time it doesn't turn green)
Maybe another set of lashes (no guy can resist that tarantula look)
I want him to look at me and be took...
Should I use half a can of hairspray or a whole
Don't want my hair moving when I'm dancing drunkenly around the pole
Now the dilemma knickers or knickerless
When I'm drunk my dress rides up and I'm not exactly hairless
Hope he doesn't have white bed sheets
My fake tan will rub off when he gives me his two veg and meat!
And I know come the morning he won't be like the rest
Kicking me out of the door like they think I'm a mess...
The Geek Pulls • Opuss № I