So i'm back off to my favorite pier
to tell you the truth, i never left there
because i always have loved the dancing
         even without any new romancing

    a saw a woman sitting there
pretty girl, she had short hair
     a word-smith by trade, i was told,
which firmed my heart and made me bold
   i made her wet and sticky sweet
like some guy's spring break treat
it really isn't all that you might think
   i am speaking only of a spilled drink.