Have you refinanced your mortgage?
Are your kids in college now?
Is your husband aloof and disinterested?
Bored and scared, where's a distraction?
You walk in, drinking shitty whiskey from a silver thermos
Blue blocker sunglasses hiding a hungry stare
Your clothes are loose now
Well, he's 17 and his pants are tight
The movie starts in just a few
It's about chocolate and it's all in French to boot
The boy looks like your son when he was non-threatening and cute
So you ask him to help you
He takes a break now
Your hair is silver, just like your Volvo
That you bring him to
A 20 dollar tip and some brown weed and some dirty cocaine
And soon on his underweight frame
You can't keep your hands away
He's confused, but he's wasted too
You're gonna cum cum cum no pause
You're gonna cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum cum
What to do?
He didn't last long enough for you
You're unsatisfied, he feels used
Does Hugh Hefner ever feel like this, too?
Now there's a telltale stain on the seat of your Volvo
From your fantasy come true
But that's OK now
The memory ages until it's better
Then you feel like new