Jus give em this poem...U will hook up with another chick in no time...
I gotta love that can warm up a cold night,
But my swag is dimmer than Ray Charles' eye sight,
The gates of hell couldn't stop us girl,
Not when we on top of the effin world.
We layed back chillen, its just me and you,
Having sex like we got something to prove,
You know my style, we on the couch; no worries,
We gonna take it slow tonight; don't hurry,
Heading to the movies; seven plus thirty,
then after that its time to do it dirty
