One Saturday on A & St. Marks
What caught my eye west side of the park
Was a fiery spark with eyes so dark
Skin glazed to gold from equator's sun light
And hair as black as my darkest of nights
And her 10-eye boots and A-1 Flight...oh that's so right
Words from her mouth flew in rapid fire
What could I do to ground this live wire?
Binaca'd my doggie breath, tucked in my spare tire
Dare I approach this Latina Rose?
My heart ablaze, my gaze of lust froze
Watching her put those steel toes to some ho's nose...that's how it
Goes
Dropped to my knees, wiped the blood from her Doc's
Gave compliments to her sweet knuckle knocks
Gave her my phone number shaking in my socks
A smile and "gracias" was her reply
"Hasta luego", that was goodbye
Will I ever see her again? I'll sure as hell try!