Sat, 05th Jun 2010 | NightShift | 1,135 Views, 5 Nods.

Brighton

I went to Brighton for the day
Just had some hours to while away,
and whilst I sat upon the beach
a sun drenched girl was out of reach.

I watched her walk across the sand
the next 5 minutes wasn't planned,
I watched her walk into the sea
then hoped that no-ones watching me.

This teenage temptress God it's wrong
to watch her curves and legs so long,
Her stomach flatter than a stone
I wish that I could take her home.

Now all who judge me wait a while
No man resists a young girls smile,
and so she's younger, so who cares
No man alive could stop his stares.

So where do old men draw the line?
no inclination or no time?
See I have both and that's what's wrong,
I still want teenage girls in thongs.

She came out of the see all wet
a finer sight i've not seen yet,
Tonight i'll dream whilst some will grudge
Three years younger call the judge.

Was this heaven or was it Hell?
Some would kiss and some would tell,
The perfect girl tonight i've missed
Don't go to Brighton, then get pissed.