Hey pretty lady I must ask you a question
I need to know what’s you first impression
It is hard to tell by your expression
I hope you do not mind my indiscretion
But I need an answer or I’ll fall into depression
I’m sorry I cannot help my obsession
I just need you in my possession
I picture you walking down the isle in procession
I’m going to fast pardon my transgression
I’ll slow down and make a quick regression
And begin by asking your profession
Pardon my attraction, let’s get down to action
If there’s no distraction, I’ll give you satisfaction
They call me “Trojan” because I’m the protection
You better back up when I have an erection
All the ladies want to show me their affection
But I only want you to come to my section
When I look at you I feel a connection
I look in the mirror and only see your reflection
Because in my mind you are perfection
I wish I had the power of resurrection
So I could turn this in a new direction
Because I’ve noticed after some inspection
All I am getting from you is so much rejection
Excuse my distraction, I can tell by your reaction
You’re not feeling the attraction, or getting satisfaction
I think you are God’s greatest creation
Looking at you I can’t contain my elation
We should go to a more private location
Being near you creates a wonderful sensation
Like the Beach Boys I’m picking up good vibrations
I thought we had a nice conversation
I don’t know what happened in our isolation
She came to some sort of revelation
And left me without any explanation
I cannot deal with this type of situation
I guess I’ll just stick with masturbation
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