she jerked him off in my car
under empty moonlight
down i-45 north
the stones playin’ devil rhythms
while she slid her hand
down his tight forest slacks
sitting in limbo traffic
i rolled the window down
lit up a cigarette
and let smoke dance
in fiery summer air
when she sees that cloud of cig
she yells, you can’t smoke that thing with us in the car
i take another long puff
and tell her, you can’t jack dude’s off in my car
guess she didn’t think i’d see
lady removed her hand
man let his eyes wander out the window
and i put my cig out on the street
we were only passing the time, she says as she adjusts herself
i turn the stones up
inch further to the exit
and tell her, time doesn’t fuck around, drop you off in 5
