Unless you’ve got a soft spot

For quick and bitter ends,

Don’t go ’round trying to

Make those kind of friends.

You better leave that man alone.

 

Unless you are a sucker

For teasing punishment,

Curious and eager

Don’t wash well with those men.

You better leave that man alone.

 

Yeah young girl get on it.

Drop and give me ten.

Yeah young girl keep walking.

Yeah young girl say when.

Yeah young girl you know

He really don’t give a damn.

He ain’t no hero, and he ain’t no gentleman.

You better leave, leave, leave

That man alone.**

 

This is a song, not a poem. I’ll sing it upon request. 😉

 

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