| bette maybe you could call me sometime, again and i will pull out a smile fidget with cords and toes telling you that Friday sounds amazing maybe i could spend my check sometime, again and you will stop short of coy be conscious of your taste in yellow knowing i wait to make you happy maybe i could drive far sometime, again and you will smoke simply and use soapy words give examples like, "it ain't alright" wanting to shower me up with your love maybe you could fuck me sometime, again and i will put out for awhile fidget with yours and mine telling you that you're amazing maybe i could lie |