You
drive your car
Along
the seedy lanes of the city
You
want to pick up woman
A
night of dreams or fantasy
You
don't like the internet
You
have been conned too many times
Strike
up conversations giving the niceties
But
there is nothing coming your way
You
stop your car
Headlights
on light up a cigarette
Puffing
up a few smokes
You
wish you do the right thing
Under
the streets lighting
You
see the women walking on the streets
They
may take the money and run
They
may make out and freak out your life
The
women on the streets
You
know what is the game
You
pay for the services
They
don't guarantee it
One
woman knocks your window
You
look up throw away your cigarette
“What
are you doing here late in the night?
You
have nothing else to do?”
“But
I am here for a night of fun
I
am not causing anyone troubles”
She
flashes her ID the man drives away
“What
a luck a cop on the beat!”
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