With a fleeting smile below the lazy
and the face that´s not attempting to
disguise
It´s an open invitation showing all the signs
Sample my supply
And her fingers touch the hand below
the lace
she suggests a later time another
he accepts her invitations
Wanna spend some time?
Written on her face
her stiletto heels go clicking through
his head
with the glossy invitations he mis-read
and you´d think he couldn´t fail to
read between the line
plays the fool instead

INVIA LE CORREZIONI