i am a man smoking outside shops waiting for wify to finish with her tops

i dare not go in this wicked witching place necklace dress or bra will melt my manly face

in mars i trust my venus queen you are weirdly hot but let the earth be between

so gladly i wait leashed to her dog lighting my fourth hide me in the fog

you are torture woman why do i even stay venus is a corrosive hell burning down my holiday