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Bartender!
"Yeah I hear your wise ass, give me a minute."
I´m trying to get this round over here.
"What do you think I´m just working for you here?"
Actually, will you, will you send a drink, to the lady at the end of the bar? Yeah that one right there.
"Here you are man."
Yeah, yeah. It´s on me. Tell her it´s from Travie.
"It´s from this guy over here."

From the second she shimmied in
I was intrigued by her essence
And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt
Simple and plain
I´m probably jumping the train
But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt
Hit the pause button
Damn!
I don´t even know this girl
And I´m already practicing my sweet-nothins
But that´s a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe (pussy)
I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve
But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up
Wait a minute, hold up
I think she caught me grillin´ now I´m spillin´ my drink (don´t look don´t look)
I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink
The only problem is, I´m not your ordinary, average Romeo
A Cyrano de Bergerac (shut the fuck up)
In fact, I remember back in fifth grade
I tried to read the book of love, but sadly
The introduction didn´t grab me
So I left it on the shelf and kept moving
Assuming that this planet rotates
I´ll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate
Who would´ve thunk I would be pissy ass drunk when time came for collision
So I made the decision to just keep my composure (cool cool)
Until she started getting closer
And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I
Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love
The minute that she stepped in the door
The type of girl I´d have to make a couple mix tapes for
To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics
I never took the time to practice