Barstool Banter
She sat at the bar and watched him from her stool
As he stared back at her with knowing and passion
She had sipped from her drink with tiny red straw
He saw her fine clothes were of the latest fashion
With a nod of her head he knew what to then do
He bought her a drink and had passed it her way
With a message for the barkeep to deliver to her
And this is what he wanted the message to say
Hey there, you know you’re the best looking here
I’d love to come over and get to know you tonight
If you accept my drink and sip it down seductively
Then I’ll come your way and hold you really tight
Her head then nodded and she had started to laugh
He wasn’t sure how to take the smile and laughter
But the barkeep came back with a message for him
That she knew just exactly his type, what he’s after
He then threw money on the bar, walking past her
You could hear him whisper these parting words
You are just a tease; you are really a lonely whore
You smell like a pig and you’re clothes are absurd
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