Hock It - The Blow

You’re so slidey with your slender lines

I know you take the babies by the hand

And it’s all fine until you took my time

That’s how you put your fuel into demand

Chests ablaze with just the aiming of your gaze

You can blink and watch the ladies take a fall

I recall the soft heat of when you left me in the street

And I watched you walk on

Hearts beat quicker when your eyes provide the liquor

It’s enough to flood the bachelorette parties

All the girls would throw, if they thought the groom would show

But they know that he won’t

He’s a punk, won’t give it up

Hot looks but he can’t touch

The excitement is the chase, to catch your gaze is like a bird within the hand

It began so nice, but now I’m trapped inside

It seems this cage for me must be your plan

Your mean tricks, like the wetness of your lips

When you say, «just put your heart here in my hand.»

And though I know you might hock it

I can’t keep it in my pocket.

I’ve tried, but I can’t.

Oh man

I can see, and all the fellas they agree

That a boy like you is not to be trusted

But it’s just so hot, it incinerates my thoughts, and I’m not really able to

make it stop

Your hot staring, while it seems it might be caring

I know that it’s me that you’re gonna drop

But I don’t care, I’m as happy half aware

Keep it there, hot eyes.

Your tease is the best prize