Jackie's couch on the spot, 10 o'clock, she's looking so hot. 3 2 1, it's just us again in the now. I know she knows all the best moves, I know she knows all the right tricks to get a guy to fall in over his head.She puts her head on my shoulder and this is where I break and start to shake. I've been here before with other girls, but they weren't her, and she's not them. She'll get up, slip into her converse, routine well rehearsed. Dye her hair put on her makeup she swears she needs. Cuts her clothes a little shorter, sticks pins on her shirt. she's good to go in more ways than one. She'll call me up just to say what's up, hang up then call back again to show the conversation was just starting to begin. I'm number one on her speed dial, she said i'm her good way to make her smile. Then invites me over just to show her how I work. Her room smelling like Tommy Girl, her stereo bumping The Clash. SHe tells me if I want I can sit on her bed, she tells me if I want ... she can massage my head...She reads me like a book, she tells me how I am. I look at her and I draw a blank, I'm a retarded sherlock holmes with a mystery I can't and most likely will never solve. So she puts her lips to mine and tells me it's right. I'd ask her how she knows, but I'm stuck like this, stuck like this in this kiss. On Josh's couch and she fondles my hand, tells me she can't help but understand. I don't know what she has found in me, or why she thinks she wants it. But she looks in the mirror and says "we look good together." TOgether? And I'm the retarded Sherlock holmes that doesn't understand. It's my turn to make the move, just so smooth. It's so much easier when she tilts her head and lets me know where she wants to go. And we keep going until it's time to go. She has to be home soon, but tells me to climb in through her room. SHe's like that you know.