Romance

I bleed romance
I can barely keep it in my pants
And I can't start to dance
Without thinkin' about the chance
To get inside her... romance
So... I guess I'm a male
Who sees each encounter as a sale
Hoping for the chance to excell
(But usually fails)
At giving her that orgasm that makes her yell
"OH!!! OOOHHH!!! JIMMY!!!"
Sadly though, that's not my name
But hey, at least she came
Now I'm left with that oddly
Satisfying slash empty slash confusing felling that you get after sex
And I know its time to move on
To keep on truckin along
Until I find that one girl
Who will shout out my name in a cry of pure ecstacy