"This was written after I observed a player drooling over my wife, thinking she was alone."
I Pity The Fool
The way he sits there staring at you
With his lips all covered with his wet drool
While his legs shakes against the stool
Because the loveliness of your vision, just blew all of his manly cool
I Pity The Fool
The way he's trying to sneak a peek
By sliding over to the next available seat
The man should give it a rest
He doesn't have enough class, to past your test
I Pity The Fool
When he quickly turns his head else where
As you feel his sex starve hungry stare
And then he tries to look, oh, so real cool
Not even knowing he's nothing, but a sex junkie fool
I Pity The Fool
As he seems so amazed
When your eyes catch his gaze
Then he's hypnotize
By the warmth of your light brown colored eyes
I Pity The Fool
As his eyes size your firm small round breast
While his mind is thinking about your silky warm nest
And if you could past his ultimate sex test
Because in his mind, he's nothing but the best
I Pity The Fool
As his eyes watches you walk across the room
And his eye balls budge out and instantly goes into zoom
Watching you so intense has made his lust fly into full bloom
Not realizing there's nothing there for him, but gloom
I Pity The Fool
As he stares at your caramel brown thighs
As your fine round behind swish side to side
It travels all so heavenly through the air
With nothing but great womanly flair
I Pity The Fool
Watching you walk all the way back
With his mind still stuck on, I want to sex you into the sack
Then he catches your beaming smile
Making his heart stop, then race real fast, like he just ran a mile
I Pity The Fool
While sitting there trying to fantasize
How if you would just give him a try
He would gladly make you sigh
With his nonpareil sex, he would make your soul fly
I pity the fool
As he gets up the nerve
To give you his best manly serve
Not even knowing, he doesn't even deserve
Not even the love, you have in reserve
I pity the fool
When I walk over to your table
And kiss you hello with so much flavor
Not even his hopes can he savor
As he sees you hug me, with all your able
I Pity The Fool
When he finally arrives at home
Thinking about the sex he would have had
If you would had been all alone
And instead of being sad, he's mad
I Pity The Fool
Because he has no one at his home to treasure
And no one there to give him real love pleasures
Just memories of wild sex in his empty home
Where real love, is all alone
I Pity The Fool
