2009-08-16 - open and shut case
I'd prefer a snakehead dive
let it rip my undercarriage
this aint no mosuo tribe
and it aint no 'walking marriage'
you think it's cool to play
you want me to approve
I've got one thing to say
and then I'll make my move
far away from you
and all who're of your ilk
cuz I already knew
before you spilled the milk
that you just aint no good
monogamy's not a wood
you best do as you should
let this be understood
you'll end up with no one around
no one who wants you when you're old
your fleeting beauty won't be found
you'll be alone and icy cold
like wasted places of the earth
devastated lying waste
you'll search for love and truth and worth
while wrinkled canyons etch your face
your smooth terrain from seismic shift
will wither in the heated action
and even with a new face lift
you'll start to look like Michael Jackson
you've traded smart for fun
and when all's said and done
your boy toy's on the run
then you'll be left with none.
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