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honky cracker: Easy.
I'm the ass that you grabbed boppin' at the show last night.
"You make it look so easy" you said.
And I say "What?!!?"
"You make it look so easy."
And again, I sy"What?!!?"
"This city. The Snow. The hassle. Why are you out?"
"Because I like my friends." I say.
You say "I'm here because my mother doesn't like small children."
And I say "What about your father?"
I wouldn't have kissed you, but you make that point moot.
But no. You can't touch me. Not yet. 'Cuz in one week's time you'll realize that I'm not famous and I'm not connected, and, hell, I'm not even in a fucking band. And to you that makes me worthless. Admit it. You want a boy who advances your status in The Scene. Even though he'll break your heart when you catch him ass-fucking that hottie bass player in the unlocked unisex bathroom just offstage.
Me, I'm just some guy.
"Meet me for a smoke out back." You say. Know what I'm sayin'? In the snow. It'll be fun.
"I gotta go," I say. Cuz I gotta go. "But maybe. If you catch me."
