A Piece About A Piece of Ass (Ching, hands, cheap)

Wifey Boozer · 08-23-2008, 01:47 PM

A Piece About A Piece of Ass

Booze him on the floor,
booze him until he's thrown-up on a whore,
booze him until he's sore.

Booze him until you can lure him,
out of the uptown bar,
get into his luxury car,
hear the wheels screech on the tar,
and stick around until he calls you a liar.

(The Days Of Wine and Roses)

When you're on the game you feel like yer fuckin' Moses.
But most of them are losers and we hate you, like the hooker at the Crazy Horse Too.
After all, that's where we get you.
When you're down and out in your Armani suit,
drowning your sorrows at the black-tie bar,
fucking high-priced, four-legged hookers,
matching luggage near your patton-leather barstool,
doing lines off the cocktail waitress' tits and ass,
wondering who the fuck you are on a Friday night,
who's the guy staring back at you in the glass?

We can't help but laugh.
You're pegged like your third leg, you stick out like an erect cock -
you're ours already and you don't even know it -
we only know it because we
show it

To pay our bills and get our cheap thrills,
buy our pills and a sock or two,
get new tits,
get our hands in the deepest part of your pits.

Tie-up your mits if you're inclined that way,
hey, it's just another pay-day - what's a lousy lay, anyway?
You think you have a say, what a narcissist you must be to think in such a way.

We are the pros of con.
We are the movers and the shakers,
the Moneymakers.
The turtle doves of unrequited loves.
And when the push came,
to the shoves

We found ourselves determined.
We can love you, hate you, tie you up and
make you
love us
hate us
Tie us up and make us.

All of it for the almighty buck.
This is why, afterall, they call it
A Fuck.

Wifey Boozer · 08-24-2008, 02:07 PM

No crit for crit?

PaperHurricanesAndPlanes · 08-24-2008, 05:36 PM

I'll crit for clit...oh, not what you meant :-P.

Wifey Boozer · 08-25-2008, 02:06 PM

You make me smile, Lansky.

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08-23-2008, 01:47 PM
Wifey Boozer Prime Minister of Spain Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY Posts: 274	A Piece About A Piece of Ass A Piece About A Piece of Ass Booze him on the floor, booze him until he's thrown-up on a whore, booze him until he's sore. Booze him until you can lure him, out of the uptown bar, get into his luxury car, hear the wheels screech on the tar, and stick around until he calls you a liar. (The Days Of Wine and Roses) When you're on the game you feel like yer fuckin' Moses. But most of them are losers and we hate you, like the hooker at the Crazy Horse Too. After all, that's where we get you. When you're down and out in your Armani suit, drowning your sorrows at the black-tie bar, fucking high-priced, four-legged hookers, matching luggage near your patton-leather barstool, doing lines off the cocktail waitress' tits and ass, wondering who the fuck you are on a Friday night, who's the guy staring back at you in the glass? We can't help but laugh. You're pegged like your third leg, you stick out like an erect cock - you're ours already and you don't even know it - we only know it because we show it To pay our bills and get our cheap thrills, buy our pills and a sock or two, get new tits, get our hands in the deepest part of your pits. Tie-up your mits if you're inclined that way, hey, it's just another pay-day - what's a lousy lay, anyway? You think you have a say, what a narcissist you must be to think in such a way. We are the pros of con. We are the movers and the shakers, the Moneymakers. The turtle doves of unrequited loves. And when the push came, to the shoves We found ourselves determined. We can love you, hate you, tie you up and make you love us hate us Tie us up and make us. All of it for the almighty buck. This is why, afterall, they call it A Fuck. __________________ Circa Le Vintage: I love you. Circa Le Vintage: You pretentious bastard. Circa Le Vintage: <3 deadreligionggjb: I love you too. You pretentious cunt. deadreligionggjb: <3 Everybody knows I'm not a folk-singer.

08-24-2008, 02:07 PM
Wifey Boozer Prime Minister of Spain Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY Posts: 274	No crit for crit? __________________ Circa Le Vintage: I love you. Circa Le Vintage: You pretentious bastard. Circa Le Vintage: <3 deadreligionggjb: I love you too. You pretentious cunt. deadreligionggjb: <3 Everybody knows I'm not a folk-singer.

08-25-2008, 02:06 PM
Wifey Boozer Prime Minister of Spain Join Date: Aug 2008 Location: Troy side'ah the dirt, NY Posts: 274	You make me smile, Lansky. __________________ Circa Le Vintage: I love you. Circa Le Vintage: You pretentious bastard. Circa Le Vintage: <3 deadreligionggjb: I love you too. You pretentious cunt. deadreligionggjb: <3 Everybody knows I'm not a folk-singer.