Mike Van Viceroy
Tall and handsome, a believable liar and a modest thief
Gets high with me and the wicked green leaf
A gentle man that only calls when he wants to come
Text after text asking for a chance to get some
6 times and a piece of the sweetest pie
dressed in blue, pants, shirt and no tie
Work boots, filthy socks and dirty underwear
Takes out the little bottle and doesn't care
A head rush that feels like a teenage crush
Begs for my finger while the smell continues to linger
I am his queen while he reaches for my toy
I stop and yell you're a fool Mike Van Viceroy