The Flirting Lush

Couldn’t begin to describe the flavor

It made my stomach upset

Called your name down the hall

But the language isn’t the same

Burn old letters and curse the post office

It’s salty and sweet

That’s all I wanted to share

Broken wrist from the idea of her

Or should I say you, instead?

Fuck it

Clouds write dirty jokes in the sky

God’s been fucking with me for a while now

You hear the one about the stewardess and the pilot?

Salty and sweet

I need a bit more flavor

Bought a bottle to cleanse my palate

Bought a bordello to fill a hole

Bought a restaurant to give all the customers food poisoning

Salty and sweet

Is this making sense to you?

Is this getting through to you at all?

I bet you’re just like your mother

I wouldn’t know, really

The pilot’s going through a rough divorce

The stewardess has an ex that won’t pay child support

Where’s the sugar?

Need you more than ever

I’d write a letter but I burned down the post office

Forever Yours,

Your One and Only