I saw her in a crowded bar
I worshipped her from afar
Her rose lips shining like that of a star
Her hair as black as new laid tar.
Her eyes they sparkled like a fire
To fill a man with deep desire
Of the kind that will never tire
I tell the truth. I ain't no liar.
I had one thought inside my head
"Yes, you ... you ... next to the bald-headed guy,
"I think you're real gorgeous said I
Is exceedingly beautiful and really quite rare.
"I love the way that it curls round your face,
And the way that it seems your ears to embrace,
And the way that it darkens the brown of your eyes,
And the way on your cheek that a loose tendril lies."
She took a deep breath as she paused in her stride,
Her lips slowly parted, her eyes opened wide,
She smiled as she whipped the wig from her head,
"If you like it so much, here, you wear it instead."
I thought she was into me but she stole my bloody wallet instead