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As you prep for the evening
With one motive in mind and you know that you will try
Your best to be noticed
Flaunt your fictional life, now your sure you've got their eyes
So you dressed to the nines and
Doused yourself in cologne and your not leaving alone
Now you've sought out your target
But with one subtle touch you can tell she's not the same
As all the rest...
Walk the line
Test your luck
Feel her skin on yours and know
That every touch
Can be your last
Realize it when....
Now your feeling quite friendly
With your wandering hands and your lips that burn for more
Now the tension is building
Towards the moment of truth and you both want to subside
So you go to the bedroom
And you rip off her clothes and you both jump into bed
As you slip up inside her
Trying not to forget the way she feels tonight
Its the last time..
Walk the line
Test your luck
Feel her skin on yours and know
That every touch
Could be your last
Realize that now...
Now the predator becomes the prey..