Addicted To Gloves

The lights are on, but you're not home You sit in your car all alone You try on different brands, different styles You try to control your primal instincts, living so wild Ecitement fills the air, you buy some Dove chocolates, you get a free pair This is the one thing in life you will not share This is the thing that will make you be a loner Right now you are relishing over the feel of your Isotoners You look up and thank the Heavens above For your strong addiction to gloves The leather ones bring out the naught girl in you The cloth ones go good with your Converse All Star classic shoes Your scuba diving ones scream all hands on deck Add your diving knife, then you are saying, whip me beat me, make me write bad checks When you get out of the car, you discover when you wear them, you can still apply your anti theft device, the club Come on, come clean, admit it, you are addicted to gloves You rush into Walmart for the early morning sale beginning at 3 am Get a pair of slice proof ones when you purchase 2 cans of Spam No one really knows what your hands look like You wear combat ones when watching UFC on Spike Everyone knows what a bizarre world you share with your one and only true love Everyone has their addictions and yours is truly gloves