If Quentin Were My Lover

If Quentin was my Lover
Would I be just another
sexy mama?

Dancing on tabletops
plotting a big
score.

Inhaling the next line.
Doing my five dollar
Shake.

Would he tie me up
in a basement?
Stick a rubber ball
in my mouth.

(he's kinky like that)

Hmm…shag me
in a phonebooth!
We'd be Bonnie and Clyde
of the industry.

Quentin and I undercover.
Riding in Classic Cars.
Going down
under blood red moons.

"Just don't Fuck up the good towels"


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