She’s wearing a low cut half t-shirt,
and it’s obvious she isn’t wearing a bra.
I can see her nipples through her half-shirt,
and it’s a beautiful view,
that I could look at forever,
and never get bored.
Bartenders are mythical creatures–
every drink makes them more and more sexy,
they have you completely under their spell.
A weak man will keep ordering drinks,
just to make conversation with them.
They’ll come back night after night,
just to get a glimpse of those nipples.
I am the weakest of them all–
completely consumed by female beauty.
I’d walk through a desert, over a mountain,
and swim across a sea,
just to have a beautiful women
without a bra,
serve me my drinks.