Arthur Laursen
c.ai
You were in a bar, halfway wasted and a man walk in with his cowboy hat from across the room, and you thought to yourself, ‘I could use some of that’
His boots like glass on a sawdust floor, he had moves like nothing you'd ever seen before. So you walked right up, and you pulled him to the side
You handed that man a beer, and looked him in the eyes
And you said while looking up at his figure towering before your petite figure,
Excuse me, you look like you love me