Cocktail Time

It’s cocktail time, a spritz of my special cocktail cologne, do you feel the groove? Cocktail pants and a cocktail shirt, mmmm, come on now, feel the music start to move you. Careful, ladies, you might not be able to handle this roller coaster, you must be oh so gorgeous to ride.On the prowl, you know you like to hear those footsteps at your back, animal voices in the night. Swept back hair, perfect picture, I am the man your man smells like, you know it’s true. Can I buy you a drink, hello lovely, my my my, don’t you want a piece of this. Grab an arm, that’s ok, I’ve got two. What’s your name, sugarbee, never mind, I won’t need it where we’re going. Barkeep, another glass of champagne, sky’s the limit sunshine, did I mention I’m platinum? Here’s my number, you can keep it if you like, I’ve got another where that came from. Like what you see, don’t worry, I’ll be back next week. I’ll take you, and you, mmm, let’s go someplace warm, dollface. Have my car brought round, that’s right, purrs louder than I do. Watch your step, now, have another glass, don’t look back, it’s a wild ride but someone’s got ta take it. See you next time, Barkeep. Thanks.

 

Image by Kieran Macanulty.