Sleazy
Standing in his favourite suit, wearing his best cologne, surveying the ladies in the club, spotting which one is alone
Like a hunting Tiger he picks the weakest prey in the pack, slowly he moves in for the kill, he's getting ready to attack
He slides up next to her, Ihe offers to buy her a cocktail of her choice, little does she know that, there's malice inside his voice
A undertone of calmness, confidence, with a touch of fun, she smiles and accepts a drink, he knows she is the one
He tells her she looks gorgeous, he can't believe she's on her own, he pretends to be interested when she talks about her home
She rattles on about her sad life, Ihe pretends to listen and nods his head, but all hes really thinking is, how will he get her into bed
They have a dance, they chat some more, he plys her full of drink, she giggles then he makes his move, how low could one man sink
He asks her back to his place, pulling this lonely girl was oh so easy, he had my way then sent her home, does that make him sleazy
THE KINKY POET
