You're young and suave.
Women pant after your looks.
You dress to the nines,
you know you've got them hooked.
The words you speak,
are so very sweet;
like warm chocolate
on a strawberry.
The lines you say,
so smooth and hot.
Knocking a woman off her feet,
is your only thought.
The calculated touch
you've practiced so much,
meant to bring a woman out of her shell;
might get you a punch,
right in the nuts,
if she knew you well.
These women you use, then throw away....
it's so sad to see.
You're a cocky bastard
who thinks he can get a way with any thing.
Your soft lips and insincere kiss
for me, now won't do a thing.
I'm immune to your little treats...
You've already used them on me.
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