shoog

i dont want no urbane suave gentleman,
of the blond hair type with an impecable do',
as well as impecable pretentious clothes,
and money sprouting out his ass,
and suffers from daily ennui,
and wears a rolex,
GOLD.

instead,

i want that dirt poor guy,
standing in the background,
with his faded jeans and ratty tee,
his messy black as sin hair and sexy bedroom eyes,
his foul-mouthed language and his come hither smile,
a total alpha male and a chauvinistic pig to boot,
but,oh lordy lordy,
he makes my heart thump to the beat of a motown classic,
and sends shivers down my spine,
and the best thing about him is,
his intelligent mind and his kind-hearted soul,
that about makes me melt right on the spot.

yeapp
thats what i want.
my very own drop dead gorgeous average joe.