Part 1: Steph's POV
I will freeze to death in hours
Joe cuffed me to the shower
Why is he such a pain?
I'm not sure what he's thinking
Don't suspect that he's been drinking
Does Morelli have a brain?
I'm stuck here in the nude.
How could he be so rude?
That cop is gonna pay.
Don't care if he's Italian
Wouldn't have that fuckin' Stallion
Got a feeling that he's gay.
He left me all alone.
At least I have my phone.
But who the hell to call?
Can't call the fire department
Or more cops to my apartment.
Guess I'm up against the wall.
Can't call upon my father,
He hates it when he's bothered.
Besides he'll tell my mom.
She'll sneak a shot of brandy,
Curse Joe for being randy.
Then she'd pray there's not a bomb.
I'm not really in much danger
I hate to call on Ranger.
And no I'm not a prude.
He's sexy and appealing,
Wonder how I will be feeling
When I'm rescued in the nude.
Oh, I could see it now,
He'd stand there at the door.
I would fight the thoughts I always fought before.
Then I'd plead for so much more.
Oh, I could see it now,
We would fall down to the floor,
He'll flash that smile he knows that I adore
Then I'd wink and let him score.
It's getting downright chilly
At worst he'll think I'm silly
Morelli's gonna die
But first I'm calling Ranger
Not like he's a total stranger
And I'll treat him to some pie.