Striptease

It starts off so innocently
they try to know as much about me, they ask
who am I, and how do I feel
I feed them all the information they need
to follow me down to my red leather latex made sofa
she says you won’t need your shoes or your coat or your phone
strip down from waist below
she said you slightly resemble someone I had dated
a long long time ago
pulls back her dress on
says I’m not in the mood
you gotta go, you’ve gotta go, you’ve gotta go, so fuck off.
don’t shoot me said I would leave
is it too much to ask for one big
kiss on the check and I’ll be on my way out
casting the evil eye and won’t change her mind
she says no no no (are you fucking serious?)
Is it fate or just torture to walk back alone
It’s the idea of love that counts
Is it too late to stop for another tonight?
What time’s the last one out?
And who cares
it’s so early I’ve got all night to kill so come on