Hey! I was listening to the album 'Rooster' by the band, Rooster (they're real original with their album title huh?) and this is song ten. It's written POV Ranger, rated G, with no spoilers that I can see! Hope you enjoy, let me know what you think!
She Don't Make Me Feel©
The boys have finally managed to drag me out to a bar. They've been trying for days. Apparently I'm being a moody SOB and they want me to get laid. We walked into the Dancing Flames club, Lester on my left, Tank on my right and Bobby a few steps behind: watching our backs.
As one we scanned the bar, not checking out the women, but noting fire escapes, balconies and French doors. Rule number one: be aware of your surroundings.
The bar was an expensive one: an exclusive one. But it was easy for us to get in; I'm a Manoso after all. Finally we inspected the dance floor, and yeah, the women. One of the women nearest us flashed me a seductress smile with eyes darkened with lust.
She's got a killer smile
She's got devils eyes
She lives wicked wild
Wants me to take her home with me tonight
I met her eyes, she was a brunette; dark haired and blue eyed. An usual combination that I've come to really appreciate. I smiled slowly at her, and she started to walk towards me. She took my hand and pulled me onto the dance floor. 'Jeez,' I heard Lester mutter, 'he hasn't even been here for a minute.'
She ground her body up against me, and as she breathed into my ear, 'I'm Cordelia.' She even had a rich name. 'Carlos.' I said back – no way was I giving her my real name. She giggled vapidly, and said, 'Hey! We both have names beginning with C!' That's when I started to suspect that maybe she wasn't the brightest bulb in the box.
Struts with confidence
Stood still turning heads
Well hell yeah she looks so fine
But there's nothing going on inside that mind
I danced with her for half an hour. I knew I could ask her to come to a hotel with me and she would. She's spent the last five minutes licking my ear. She wants me, she's beautiful and she's rich, but it's not enough.
There was a time in my life
When that was all I desired
When that was enough
But now I want everything,
Everything yeah
I could dance with her all night, and I know she wouldn't make me laugh, wouldn't surprise me. Wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary. I smiled at her, 'I'm just going to the restroom.' I said, 'here,' I handed her a fifty-dollar bill, 'get yourself a drink.' She might be rich, but only an idiot doesn't want more money. She sent me an appreciative glance full of fire, and strutted to the bar.
All heat sparks and fire
It's just smoke to cloud your eyes
In the morning when the fame is dead and gone
You'll see something in this picture's all wrong
I didn't doubt that if I had a car crash tomorrow then all these women, sending me hot glances and licking their lips as I walk past, would suddenly find me far less attractive. None of them knew me worth shit, but they still fainted as I sauntered by.
I walked into the men's empty restroom. I pulled my lock picking tools out of my boot and used them on the window. My dick thinks I should just walk back in, pick up Corina, Cordelia – whatever, and then walk back out with her. But my common sense, my head, my heart, tell me to get the hell out of here. She doesn't have what I need.
She should be my perfect ten
And override my common sense
But she ain't got no conversation
So all I feel is this frustration
I climbed easily out of the window. No way was I going out through the front entrance, not only was Cordelia there, who I'm pretty sure doesn't take the answer 'no' very well, but also the boys are out there. I made my way to the VIP lot, I beeped open my car: the boys and I had ridden here together, but they would probably go home with a woman each. If not, they could get a taxi. I cranked over the engine and rolled out of the lot.
I thought about the woman I'd left in the bar, she just didn't make me feel alive.
She don't have what I need
She don't know just how to please
So she's got the money
She don't make me feel like I'm alive
I'm alive...Like I'm alive
Like I'm alive
There was only one woman that made me feel alive, and it had scared me that night, to feel alive after so long. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. But now, after being with her, after living, I couldn't go back to my old ways.
Because now I knew how empty that was. How empty my life was. I worked, I breathed, I ate, I slept, but I didn't live.
Unconsciously I drove to her apartment. I looked up at her window, saw her silhouette – but she wasn't alone. I blew out a sigh and careened out of her lot. 'You're such a fuck up Manoso.' I told myself. 'You're too late.'
© Song off the album Rooster, by Rooster! Don't kick my ass over the ending!