We used to be lovers. no restrictions
now me and her are stranger than science fiction
she used to be a good girl but now shes on her knees
not like a christian
now she slides up and down the pole like a oiled piston
she lost the sparkle but the glitter on her skin still glistens
her family told her to stop but she never listens
but it happens so often and she so predictable
she told me she loved me i told her baby quit the bull
like a retired matador
i fell for her 2 times too many like a batch of four
or a lovers dozen
we cant be together like shes my second cousin
now she lives her job like a drunk brewer
i thought i knew her but now theres a new her