Washing Fish In My Underwear
So when are ya gonna make up yer mind?
Can't keep me hangin' on forever
'Cause if you do, soon you'll find
I'll be gone and come back never
You say that you'll stay, you say that you'll go
You play your sadistic games
C'mon, please, just let me know
Or I'll chase some other dames.
I'll wine and dine them, that'll show you
There's plenty of fish in the sea
Who knows what lengths I might go to
How rash and reckless I can be
Girl, each day you keep me waiting
I'm gettin' antsy, whataya say?
Soon enough we'll end up hating
And we'll each go our sep'rate way
Contributors: | asdf, N, F, Anon., Karin. |
Poem finished: | 21st August 2003. |