Yes we all know him...he has the charm, the confidence...enough modesty, considering his pocket and knows how to treat other human beings, including the ladies. He's good to his mother and is on speaking terms with his father, he's climbed the corporate ladders and there are a couple of more steps he could climb. Full of promises but never promises anything too soon, or that he cannot give. I call him the the expensive man...
Expensive Man
C'mon girls, you all know about him,
The one who is well groomed down to his chin,
And his patience rarely wears thing,
And looks good always, even on film.
He knows what to do when you're alone,
And always seems to wear intoxicating cologne,
The one you always wonder if you'll hold him for long,
Or whether soon enough he'll be long gone.
When you're together you know nothing of pain,
And dinner is always accompanied with champagne,
The world seems picture perfect in his frame,
For he seems to have mastered the name of the game.
He's the expensive man, and the question he seems to pose,
Is whether you'll ever have more of him than a little doze,
Or will you one day find the story has come to a close,
Please, don't look at me, for I've never had one of those.
Terida
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