Lyric The Prey

You re from out of town
I can tell that by your shoes
Flew in for the convention
Getting tipsy in a bar

You re leaving pretty late
Gotta get up in the morning
Thinking she s just too expensive
And you know you re:
Probably:
Right

There s no one on the streets
And you can t find your hotel
You walk a little faster
-someone s following you

The wallet-size bulge
In your double-knit butt
Has money for me
And maybe credit cards

You dart around the next corner
You can t look around
Quick now, fish for the keys for the door
You don t even know where you are

You walk a little faster
I walk a little faster
Sensing that I sense you
Now there s no escape

I can almost taste your dandruff
As I reach for your face
-And I strike