SITTING ON A BARSTOOL SIPPIN A TEQUILA
I NOTICED HER FROM ACROSS THE WAY
A VODKA TONIC LATER HER NAMES VELVEETA
SHE ASKED TO GO BACK TO HER PLACE- WHAT A BAD IDEA
WE GOT BACK SHE WASN'T ALL THAT
SHE WAS FUCKING BAD IN BED
TOOK OFF HER CLOTHES SHE WAS ROLLS OF FAT
I RAN OUT THE DOOR SCREAMING- WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT
SHE'S NOW DEAD