Tall dark and beautiful, she takes up your time.

You'll pull her real close, you'll hold her real tight.  

You'll close your eyes; as your lips touch her tonight.

She'll captivate you with her hour glass curves.  

She'll make you all tipsy, you'll act like a fool.

  She'll entice you for more and you'll fall off the stool.   

You'll stagger around all drunk with her juices.

 You'll wreak of the smell of her, it makes me nauseous.  

You'll linger to bed with her on your clothes and her on your mind.

  I'll be awake thinking of better times.   

You'll pull me close, I'll push you away  

Its her that you want its better this way.  

  For hours upon hours you'll sit contently together.

I won't exist till you've absorbed every last drop of her.

 You call her your friend, you say that she's true  

She takes all your pain and helps you get through.

    Well, what about me and all the years that I've given?  

I've taken you're crap and then quickly forgiven.   

All these years of marriage that you've thrown away.  

You say you deserve her at the end of the day.  

  So take hold of her now, she's all that you have.

  Tall dark and beautiful;  the one that you love; that  liquor bottle.

                                                                                            ~ Cathy Pittillo