After I came back, I found you in yr hammock
Yr eyes were closed, and yr feet were bare
You wore a tight pair of jeans
And a blue t-shirt
But all I notice was between yr legs
You were probably reading that houmourist you like
that you tried to get me into
Sorry, he wasn't my cup of tea
The soft breeze swing the hammock
I wanted to tell you that I was going to Toronto
With a friend for my birthday
It was the thing I do to celebrate
But I didn't want to distrub you
For it was the first day off in awhile
However, I would like to go for lunch
Next weekend
I hope it won't inconvenience you