Superman

I ain't no superman but the sight of you in those white jeans is my kryptnite. They were so tight but the floor wore them better. That night stays on my mind like someone plays that moment on repeat. I remember when you came in on that dance floor. How you moved those hips I had to have more. Seeing how you go side to side I just had to go for a ride. I wanted to be like the tide washing over you. All I do is write about that night trying to leave it in the past. My liver is is losing some years from this liquor. Ass-et you had hell of a lot of ass-et in your own class. Yeah the was built like a hurricane. Category 4 hard for me to handle. Ridding like I wore a saddle. Yeah I am trapped in your lasso. You tamed that wild side of me. A captive to that smile. It was so damn fat I was flying when you threw it back. Stacked like a sexy brick house. I had to have. I was working power line poles. You had to be working those other kind of poles. Yes I can't let night go. Mouth golden taking souls. Glowing in the neon light. And those tight jeans. I stood no chance I had to ask your fine to a dance. I was on the hook when you you moved my hands to all your hot spots. At first you caught my eye then the rest of my body followed. I can't go through a day without nodding off. To that moment. Daydreaming of the night when I saw you in those tight white jeans. It's crazy it's been 4 years since. But I still remember all every single one of your hints.