Nice guysA Poem by Baby RicochetSo you and her are friends Just like down home grass I got news for you brother You ain't tappin that a*s Where did you get the idea She'd give it up to her friend Did your mama tell you that and you believed it to the end Chicks rarely if ever tell you what really turns them on Stop listening to your "girl friends" and you'll stop getting it wrong You nice guy lover poetic types that put her on a pedestal she doesn't belong up there What is wrong with you It's no f*****g wonder She's always breaking your heart You handed to her on a silver platter and Said "Here, smash this apart" No I don't feel sorry for you You want to play her fool For a chance to tap that a*s But you're her nice guy tool She cries about her boyfriend She confides her tears to you But do you ever stop to wonder Why that prick's not you Constant emotional turmoil Is what makes her feel alive She knows she'll never get that From some wimpy a*s nice guy You think she'll come to her senses and realize she's been wrong That's never gonna happen Stop listening to pop songs You can get relief from her Tell her to hit the door and start surfing all over backpage Cause that's what hookers are for It's okay to have chick friends That's not what this is about But if you wanna tap that a*s Friends is a dead end route © 2013 Baby RicochetAuthor's Note
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Added on January 27, 2013Last Updated on January 27, 2013 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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