hat cute chick's working at the coffee shop,
He's got a few minutes free,
And a pocket full of change
So he stops to talk.
The place is kind of empty,
He's got her full attention,
He keeps an eye out for her boyfriend
And the girlfriend he didn't mention.
She talks about her day so far,
He glances at her chest
He just sort of watches her lips move
And builds a home inside his head
In the valley between her breasts.
He doesn't think she noticed
But the truth is she knows what she's doing
She's hoping he likes what he sees
And he'll take her away for the weekend.
Hopefully someplace expensive
With "Le" or "La" as a prefix.
She had get somewhere, or something
The situation seemed desperate
So she hands him his latte,
Dips her finger in the froth,
Giggles and licks it.
She's depending on tension
He's praying for release
And she'll give it to him
For the right price.
Isn't it swell?