The Black Keys are responsible for this.

I met a woman.

She’s gorgeous, I love her face, it’s a face I could wake to daily.

I know I’m getting ahead of myself. I met her 3 days ago.

I think of my grandparents, Frank told Marie on their first date “I’m going to marry you.”

Why am I thinking about this?

Because you dig her.

Yeah, I do. But why is it the moment I meet a blonde with blue eyes I feel my knees get weak.

Roxanne.

Right. She was the first blue eyed beauty that I fell for. I was 5.

Ever since I meet a blue eyed blonde and I’m fucked.

Since I know me, let’s do something different. Let her approach me. Play it cool, and am I 14, it’s what feels like.

I am flesh and bone. Flesh comes with desire.

How patient can I be?

The longer you wait to give in, the better the sin.

I created that years ago while doing The Rock n Roll Shaman.

Looking at now, I disagree.

Is it sin, or love?

I don’t want to fuck anyone.

However, if I find the right woman, I desire to make love with her.