Mr. VegasA Poem by Karter VaugnIve never been on the VIP list I always pay for my own drinks I cant skip ahead and cut in line with a few seductive winks I dont roll up in Hummer limos and I never get in free I could walk in and out of a local bar and no one would notice me I know your use to Hollywood 20's and Im at best a midwest 3 If I hadnt stumbled into your friends zone you probably wouldnt even know I was alive.
I fell for Mr.Big Talk and your east coast bad a*s ways you've got me trippin all over my own two feet and im lost in a smitten daze you consume my thoughts, I print your reciepts, you stole my heart, I forrward your calls. I wish you'd throw me on your desk and tell me you want me, or at least look at me in the dam halls. Its my own fault I lay in bed awake dreaming of just one kiss I guess thats what I get for getting too close, and falling for Mr.Vegas © 2014 Karter Vaugn |
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Added on November 15, 2014 Last Updated on November 15, 2014 |