They only want to get you into bed,
They fuck and fuck and never care for you,
And then they go and leave you in the blue,
And tell vagina farting jokes; the head
You gave gets graded poorly by the lad.
Then suddenly he says he’s thought it through,
He feels so deep and beautiful and true.
Trust me, he wants your sex, that’s what she said.
But I must ask what is she talking of?
The men I meet - they always fall in love
And send me poems Love, above and dove
They rhyme; respect for now and sex, well later!
I don’t want love - I want that woman-hater
To do me dirty in the elevator.