Just My Luck

Written by: norman littleford

I watched her walk into the room
with a beauty you rarely see,
long blond hair and bright blue eyes
and she’s walking straight to me.

She stopped right in front of me
and took me by the hand,
lead me up the staircase
to a place I understand.

She took off all her clothes
and lay upon the bed,
it was obvious what she wanted
and I was one step ahead.

She said you are my white knight
come make love to your wench,
I turned to touch her body
and fell off the damn park bench.