she laughs when you fall
on your face, and even
when you don't.

in a society where
paris hilton and oj simpson
run free...

we're not required to be ladies.

and she's a riot girl:
half nerve and half cocaine.
she'll screw all your friends
and take none of your bullshit.
isn't she so damn twenty-first century?

she's as beautiful as she is toxic,
and she's way prettier on her knees.
we're supposed to look the other way
when she lights up,
and she's always smell like sex and smoke.

expect your heat back...
when pigs fly.