Sorry babe, you’re not my cup of tea!
So many more like you,
So many more like you who I’ve been able to see.
I don’t get tricked by those pretty eyes.
It’s so easy to fall into them
And drown in a sea of love and lies.
Other girls may fall for your funny lines;
But not me.
I do find your antics quite amusing;
All this for one little kiss from me.
The thing is you all think you’re something so special
When I could find a hundred boys like you in a minute.
You want to drag me home and put me in your bed;
I want to stay here and find someone unique and fascinating.
I am like your prize; HA!
But you’re not going to win it!
Yeah babe you can have my number;
I doubt it will get you very far.
You think you’re so cute,
Maybe you are...
But once you’ve walked me home
All you’ll get is a kiss on the check,
And I will say
‘...Thanks. Better luck next week,
You little player...’.
(26/10/06)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem