Taos

Oh I'll bet I know what you like

At least think I know what you might

I'm not the most cocksure guy

but I get more bold with every smile

So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine

I sure hope our P's and Q's Don't mind

'Cause I've been alone quite some time

And I've got to scratch this itch of mine

And I think I know what you know

I'm not that smooth but I'm not blind

The hours pass us by as gin slips slowly

Past our tingling spines, cheeks warm and glowing

I'm a social mess but not yet slurring

The words that come to rest upon my luring tongue

Oh I'll bet I know what you like

At least think I know what you might

I'm not the most cocksure guy

but I still sure fight the good hard fight

Try as I may, try I might

I'll ever scratch this itch of mine

We've all got our vices, this one's mine

So I might not smoke but I get high

Underneath this fleshy robe lies a beast with no control

I fed it once look how it's grown

Oh my god, bring me peace from this wolf covered in fleece

I can't shake loose from its teeth

Oh my god, set me free

I have no ability to cut my leash and walk away

With every passing night my conscience lessens

And seems to pacify these guilt filled sessions

Now I'm a social pest but not yet willing

To put my laws to rest till I'm done filling these holes

I'll bet I know what you like

At least think I know what you might

And I'm not the most cocksure man (?)

I take what I get and get what I can