Like you
by .me.
Trying to find a good man to spend quality time with
and all i’m wondering is if he’ll slap my arse like you did.
Like you.
Something new, yet older and never anticpated.
crazy times call for crazy stories
and we all know that what goes on tour
stays there.
But not when you see it come through the door everyday.
you didn’t stay on tour, and neither did I.
We both came back home,
and now Monday to Friday I see you.
Cheeky smiles are painted across our faces
knowing
oh hell yeah.
we know.
raincheck.