The action is downtown going quickly there
are girls dancing on a pool symbolism not needed
this constant friction any pubic hair left
it doesn`t matter it is in garish colours and
music that arrests free thinking and lap dancing are for losers
the only time the get an intimation of sex
and going home and pocket masturbate and feeling quailed
drying your shoes on the mat, your mother saying there
are sandwiches in the fridge
not let her know you had dancing girls sat on your lap.
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