Man, this is loving made easy
And if you don’t see it
Then your girls going to see me
And if you don’t believe me
Well I saw it on TV
And if it happened before
And if it happened before
Well, that’s called a repeat
So if you’re looking to meet a girl tonight
Here are a few tips
To keep your game tight
Instead of bombing youre blowing up like dynamite
Instead of bombing youre blowing up like dynamite
On your next flight
To the land of the sting or the bite
First things first
You’ve got to step to her
You’re not making any ground
Standing there just checking her
But if you stare to long
You’ll make a spectacle
And go home with a pair of testicles
So once you made your move
And you’re side by side
Don’t play the same role
As “Hi, I’m a nice guy”
Say something funny
And slide on by
Leaving her with thoughts of you
Riding through her mind
But don’t be gone for too long
And let a good thing pass
Cause now she’s thinking you’re a good guy
Who ain’t about ass
But a cool kind of fellow
Who could make things last
Here’s a word of advice
Leave the one-liners in the trash
Now, you’ve got a couple options
Depending on the girl
And whether she’s in a crowd
Or in her own little world
First moves to break the ice
And try to get her to unfurl
Whether she’s looking for a diamond necklace
Or a pearl
If she’s in a crowd pay the least attention to her
She’ll be thinking
“Why isn’t he talking to me, am I a loser?”
But that’s when you poke fun
And start to abuse her
Like, “You have a boy’s haircut!”
Just to confuse her
Once you have teased her enough
Its time to pull her aside
Put out your hand
If she grabs back
Well that’s a sign
Share a laugh
Rub her back
But don’t forget to leave the liners behind
Like, “You’re a queen; want to come back to my beehive?”
It’ll just get you slapped
And given shady looks
So save the lines for the corners
Where you’re playing them hooks
So wherever you’re looking
Stick to the books
And soon you’ll be stealing girls from guys
Like some sort of crook
The keys not to keep it real
But to keep it right
So it depends if you’re looking for a girl
Or a piece of ass tonight
Looking to lay some ground
Or looking to lay some pipe
Looking for wake up sex
Or looking for break up fights
But when it comes down to what you say
You’re on your own
And when it comes to the game
I left the book at home
Cause I’m here on stage
And I got rules of my own
And they are flawless man
I’m never leaving here alone
summer 2007
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