Frat Party Girl

This year the frat guys are doing their rush dry Three kegs at another place It’s not dangerous, but we’re inside, just incase I didn’t get laid, didn’t even try I went down stairs, some faces are new I went with the girls across the hall If I separate from em, we’ll both have a ball The beer sucks, I swear I’m gonna spew I stood by the door; people are lined up ass to ass I might have seen her last week, maybe I wrote on her boob Its not great here, If I didn’t come I'd be watching the tube I think she might sit behind me in class Then there she was, dark hair, and maroon shirt I met her a month ago; she asked directions to a building that was near Maybe she liked me, welcome to college, I’m gonna like it here We talked about majors, where were from, and exchanged a flirt Now she’s here, I guess she remembers me as much as do her She asks how much the beer is; a bottomless cup costs three dollars Drunken pledge drops his cup, an ass-hole everyone hollers I’ll see her later, I’m glad we met again, I dint think it’d occur Upstairs some sassy slut gave me a sneak attack kiss with tongue and all I wrote on her belly, drew my face, and my number, all I say is wow This girls talking to another guy already, I must suck, but I’m not sure how She told me her name a few times, but right now I dont recall Another nice girl, sexy as hell, friendly and flirty, I don’t remember her name We shook hands, didn’t chat too much, I said I’d see her around The first keg is dry, on that tap the drunk guys pound and pound I hate to say it, this girl seems great, but even the cool girls seem the same I sat on the couch where I met the sexy slut and chatted it up with a local We talked about marketing, I said it was corporate manipulation, but its fine Maybe by night’s end, Ill get her number and this girl will be mine It’s another guys girl, he said it was cool, but I made my apologies vocal I met Jamie, maybe it was Janie and some girls from the Valley, they thought I was kind I thought I was just a honey bastard with limited will power I’m good tonight, Not a filthy slob, I’m not out to de-flower Back to my old ways finally, not just out for pussy, but a girl with a mind The girl from before finally got her beer, I recall her name, her name is Gina I asked if she was Italian, I knew she was, she had the sexy mederteranian looks Around me the sleazy guys were steeling smooches, these guys are fucking crooks We sat on the couch, we both like laughs, maybe well see Spade at the arena I got up, I feel a smack on my ass, its one of the neighbor girls, and she’s drunk and silly Big grin on her face, said she had no one to dance with, Gina said go on, that it’s cool Neither one of us can dance, I just move and flop, and have fun like a drunken fool Neighbor girl’s guy came back, she’s lost inhibition, and I bet tonight shell suck his Willie I turn around, and on the couch next to Gina is one of the pledging goons He has no game, I’m a lot better, I’m waiting for him to go, and I took a walk I ran into her roommates, she said Gina likes me and that I should sit by her and talk She said that and Gina has a guy, but he sucks, there’s no love, he’s one of the crazy toons I go back that frat prick is gone, but now the Slim Shady poser is there for his try I sat down next to her, she seemed relived, he respectfully took off We sat, talked about life, gonna get along fine, too much smoke here, I’m gonna cough Not going to kiss her until I’m sober, It’s noble, If I don’t get too later, I might cry Mr. Frat boy, walks over, thinkin he’s smooth, he came by, I think I might attack He leans over, looks at her tits, doesn’t say a word, plants his lips on her drunken head She is kindly resistant,, cant he see we're holding hands? You’re not getting her into bed! Just go find some slutty chick that gives it up easy, or get some hand cream and jack. She’s gotta go home, and that’s cool, id like to go myself I walk her out the door We get outside, it must be one AM, she’s hugs me tight, says to call the next day I said I will when I get a chance, I’ll take ya out, I knew It’d be hard to pay I stuck to one girl tonight, I feel good, I’m getting better, I’m not really a whore I searched for her number to look and gleam I search the right pocket, theirs nothing there, I look in them all, even the left I met this great girl, I got her number when she was sober, it musta been the theft This is horrible, this must be a bad dream Four days later I ran into her roomy, the one who helped I said I lost her number, and that it really got me down She gave it to me, victory is mine, she’s up with her guy, so id better hop town That’s cool though, Ill call soon, hope it goes well, uncertainty is what I yelped Written September 1st, 2000 © on Jan 13 2002 03:12 PM PST    0 • 16