They say
they are looking for love,
their star seeks a heaven to shine in;
they carry the scars of love’s
wounds
washed and closed years ago
in the bars they spent time in.They say your
skin’s smoother than silk,
that your womanly grace is appealing;
they’re ready to settle, to give up
the chase
of a lifetime spent wheeling and dealing.
Such
advances aren’t hard to resist.
Though you’ve yearned for a tender
embrace,
you’ve learned that true love is
less
hit and more miss, and his kisses
may leave a bad taste.
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