Let's wish him good luck
He's finally hit the landmark
The kind of fun we talk about in school
Whispers in the dark
His roommate is unconscious
the smell of weed is reeking from his lips
So let's have some fun
Just like they do in movies
She says it as her fingers lace with his
He just bites his tongue
His pulse is slowly rising
But you can't hear it over the AC
So slow it down
It's getting out of hand
The only night stand
They hold each other tight
He knows that this should be delight
But something feels amiss
It shouldn't be like this
A heart about to blow
But he'll just hold his breath and go
Sweat drips from his brow
He can't see what's above him
But body heat gives him a good idea
His hands are at his sides
Her lips are close to his
He's feeling out of body
I'm feeling out body
Pounding chests
Her heavy thighs
Eyes that see through the dark and mine
They cut like razor wire through my failing confidence
So slow it down
It's getting out of hand
The only night stand
We hold each other tight
Dear god I hope we'll be alright
Through soft divine
Your skin on mine
My shaky hands
I guess that this makes me a man
Is it everything you wanted
Is she everything you wanted
Sweet and 22
And going down on you
Like a praying mantis
Eating me alive
So slow it down
It's getting out of hand
The only night stand
I'll hold her tight
and know I'll never be alright
Just close my eyes
Your chest on mine
These cutural demands
I don't wanna be a man

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