Slava Olchevski

Rookie - 20 Points (1964 / St.Petersburg, Russia)

Lonely Men Rock-N-Roll - Poem by Slava Olchevski

Rain and fog made me wet
When I went to cabaret
Paid some money at the door
Baby I am gonna score

Baby let me hold you tight
I feel some chemistry tonight
I will sit here on divan
While you dance Paris can-can

Baby, you will have a chance
Do your best at strip lap dance
Would you go to the extreme
Be my topless sex-machine?

Like a bee, I’ll bring you money
When you show your little hiney
Strip that thong, it’s in the way
Sway your hippies, sway, sway, sway

Put me in a state of trance
Baby, give me one more chance
U-la-la, I like that pose
In my dream we are so close

Go baby, go, go, go
Oh my God, I will explode
What time is it? I have to run
To Crystal City Restaurant!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 25, 2009

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