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Sunday, December 20, 2009

petting zoo

They call this a bar
but you seem to think its a petting zoo
there is nothing in this drink that going to make me want to even touch you
and you need to keep your hands to yourself
I quickly scan the room searching for help
but all i can see
is the last three idiots that tried to fondle me

Im not interested in your boat
for all I care you can jump in the lake
Dont care about who you know
and you know its getting late

No thank you I dont need a ride
dont want to go home with you
dont want to get high
I dont want your number
I already forgot your name
take your hand off my shoulder
dont watch me bend over
"did you just ask me if i were gay?"

baaaa your not a lama your a lame

I am so gone

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