Winking at the stars and swinging from mars again
with the gentleman
she was phony with, thinking of his smokey lips, taking yet another sip.
Lonely hearts together, dressed in plaid and leather skin.
He’s a special case,
always slipping through his chains, she was just another face to him.
He spits. 

“Baby girl, I love your smile, and
we’ve been here for a while, and
though we’ve had an awful good time,
well something’s wrong with this connection, and
I regret ever starting it.”
Tipped his hat, and he lickity split.
He lickity split. 
What a gentleman. 

Drifting back to land, she’s staring at the black abyss
that he’s living in,
wondering how she could have missed
the empty heart behind his wit.
Hiding in the grass so
no one else can hear her laugh
at the thought of it,
at how big a fool she’s been
to think that things would last with him.
She grins. 

“Baby girl, I love your smile, and
we’ve been here for a while, and
though we’ve had an awful good time,
well something’s wrong with this connection, and
I regret ever starting it.”
Tipped his hat, and he lickity split.
What a gentleman. 

Slowly, she felt the pain, pouring like rain, dull and aching
Did he mean what he said? Any of it? Was he faking?
But she knew, deep inside, that he had too much pride.
Wasn’t gonna be held down.
So he didn’t stick around.

 ”Baby girl, I love your smile, and
we’ve been here for a while, and
though we’ve had an awful good time
well something’s wrong with this connection, and
I regret ever starting it.”
Tipped his hat and he lickity split.
What a gentleman.