Not Very Good.

I'll take you out for dinner,
Buy some real fresh lobster.

Treat us to some liquor,
Ride home in a cop car.

After all this night's adventure,
We'll play some drunken Twister.

All this fun together,
Makes us so much closer.

And when I tell you my thoughts,
Of all you did and said then,

You'll sober up quite quickly,
Your smile will turn sickly.

I hate the jokes you tell now,
I wonder why you say that.

I know you hate when I walk,
When I don't turn and look back.

So now I'll stand and look on,
I'll stay away and right wrongs.