He’s seventy-four and feeling alive
Walks in that club like he’s twenty-five
Lights are low, the music’s loud
She calls him “baby,” and he’s feel proud
She flips her hair, says “you’re so kind”
He opens his wallet, closes his mind
Says “I don’t usually do this, but hey—”
Thousands of dollars later, another favor done
She says, “You’re different, not like the rest”
He’s puffing his chest, failing the test
They don’t want the package in front, no sir
They want the one you can’t see, yes they prefer
It’s folded up tight in your back pocket seam
Wrapped in kindness, cash, and a fantasy dream
They don’t want love, they don’t want romance
They want a generous man with an open hand
Oh bless his heart, but somebody oughta say
They’re not loving you — they love the pay
Then there’s the female with a record long
Says “trust me, buddy, nothing goes wrong”
Thirty-eight years and a past so wild
But somehow she’s suddenly your new best pal
They call him “sweet,” they call him “dear”
Funny how friendship gets pricey here
Every sad story comes with a bill
And somehow he’s always picking up the till
He says, “I’m helping, what’s the harm?”
While both their hands are on his arm
They don’t want the package in front, no sir
They want the one you can’t see, yes they prefer
It jingles when you walk, smells like success
And somehow disappears with a smile and finesse
They don’t want love, they don’t want truth
They want the magic well that never goes poof
Oh it’s not your looks, and it’s not your charm
It’s the ATM doing most of the harm
Now nobody’s judging where a man may roam
But generosity’s better guarded at home
There’s a fine line between kind and played
Between helping out and getting waylaid
So keep the package in front, keep your heart too
Let respect be something you don’t have to buy or pursue
If she’s into you when the money’s gone
That’s when you know something real is on
’Til then, laugh it off, but tighten the seam
Back pockets leak when the lights go pink
He’s seventy-four, still chasing a spark
But some fires burn wallets faster than hearts
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