How some people are.
He can go up to a girl, and say,
"You're so pretty."
While I hang back,
Or watch from the lobby of the bar.
I wait until it is all over.
Mind you, she might have a big ass,
And I could be so not interested,
But I'm still amazed at the kahunas it takes
For one to do that.
For me, I watch from my chair,
Across the room,
And imagine an arm around a tiny waist,
The smell of clean hair,
And fleshy lips to mine.