Tempation

Woke up in a room with all white sheets

Put on a black T-shirt and some jeans,

Staring at a flag from New Orleans,

 Last time I checked I was at home in Boston.

Talking to a girl whose eyes I got lost in.

I went to back the days with my boys on the court.

Then flirt with the girls like it all was a sport.

I hear a voice telling me I was the best

How did I forget about the girl wrapped in the sheets?

Started remembering all the things she told me,

How they sounded so sweet.

Her name was temptation,

She filled me with a sensation.

Took her out to dinner and a movie,

Up ‘til then things were going smoothly.

Then all I remember was that it was getting late,

So called a cab and brought her back to her place.

From there everything got a little hazy,

I just hope she doesn’t get pregnant with my baby.

The moral of the story in case you haven’t guessed.

Be careful who you talk to or you might end up a mess.