I saw you one day
And asked you out on a date
You smiled real bright and said, “yeah”
I thought it went well
You smelled good
The food was alright
We didn’t speak much
It’s that comfortable silence you sense
When you both just wanna touch
So we jet back to my place
And fucked on the couch
That’s not how we planned
That’s just how it turned out
It wasn’t magical
But there’s something special about you babe
I never met anyone who wanted to stay
Forgive me but
I forgot your name
“Cloiy”, she said
And almost said something else
But she bit her tongue
I asked for a cigarette
Then we got stoned and fucked on the bed
We went out to eat
At the old Waffle House down the street
The only place to be on an early Friday morning
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