he was fine and could have passed for twenty
I turned to my girls and waved good bye
and moved toward him hoping he'd notice
I started to sway with the musics flow
dropping low to the floor as Baby Bash sang cyclone
I looked over and met his eyes
and thats when I knew he couldn't wait anymore
Coming over he had no idea what to do
I led him froward with little whispers
and finally he knew
laughs pursued
Little while later we went out to his car
he offered me a ride
but I passed
what kind of girl do you think I am


