Saw him in the club
Prettier than a flowering shrub
Finest thing I'd ever seen
Wanted him in my blue jeans
I like my freedom
But feel like I need him
Take him home and freak him
I told myself, slow down
take some time, don't mess around
Play this right, not just one night
This could be something right
I eventually let him between my sheets
Let him eat my tasty treats
I hope dinner wasn't just an admission price
For him to get in my slice
Starting to like him
Hope he's not faking
I'll feel like a whore if he doesn't want more
Here's to twenty ten
And not having hearts broken again!
Kate-O
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
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2 comments:
I'm so feeling that Kate-O!!!!!
love it! ..sometimes a woman's got to get hers!!! haha....do the damn thing, kate-o!
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