Originally Posted by
threyev
he goes to sleep and wakes up in a distant land
involuntarily embarks on a trip, that he wished he planned
he sees white sand, umbrellas, fine girls, and tequilla shots
he wonders where he is, and if its real or not
hears spanish guitars playing the eagles and marley
takes a bacardi, and decides he's gonna be in the party
a blond, with sunglasses asks if he's having fun. Matches
light the blunt, pass it, girl's behavior is un-passive
he eels high off medicine but thinks he's gonna get it in
she seductively grabs his hand, and walks ahead of him
the sparks she sends flying up his body are faster than instant messaging
she sings a tune about love and he thinks of sex again
she says she wrote the song, and that it's her anthem
she starts talking sexy, calling him handsome
he can barely stand up, without her assistance
his eyes close shut, but his ears can still listen
all he hears is footsteps, no additional sounds
becomes nearly impossible to lift his feet off the ground
he falls asleep, and he's found, on the street the next morning
3 miles away from the beach he was exploring
his pockets empty, his face swollen and red
wanders what happened to that girl, and did they roll into bed?
He realizes he had no clue where he was headin
so he goes up to a truck to ask for directions
the driver is a man, next to him a blond
she said "we're done doing business, its time to move on
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