The Lonely Man the Lonely Women

He enters the room we all start to stare Bunch of women living life in such despair... We all swarm like voulchers Until he finally takes a seat Seeing his pockets full puts us all in heat As I approach him I finally sit in the winning seat... I tell him lies and everything he wants to hear, Poor him, thinking I'm so dear.... Come a little closer, now I got him in my grasp, Telling me Im beautiful only makes me want to laugh... As I dance for him inside im crying I can only look at him and imagine him dying, Now were done we go our separate ways, Dont touch or look at me, its better off this way... Go home to your wife while she sites at home and cries You and I both live a life full of lies......