She told me that I was disturbed
|She said I was deeply deranged.
I thought that was kinda cute.
So I said the same thing back to her.
I probably should have stayed mute.
She told me that I was disturbed.
Well, I couldn’t argue with that.
She said I was crazier than a loon,
more weird than a cross-eyed cat.
“You are so uncouth and so crude,”
she said with a hint of a smile.
I’ve heard those words many times before,
at least every once in a while.
She knows me like nobody else.
She knows how to mess with my head.
But it didn’t bother me one little bit
since she was still here in my bed.
I said, “I can get up and go.
It’s all up to you to say when.”
She just gave a laugh and then said to me,
“Do you think we can do that again?”