Pretty Truck Driver

I’m sure she was old enough that night

The night before she woke up by my side

She seduced me and yes, I’m right

It’s so wrong… That I crossed the line

How many years I got?

Maybe my judgment was influenced by the wine

And my defense is a question of consent…

I’m quite sure I didn’t give mine

Holly me….! When I thought I hit the jackpot

A story to tell… once upon a time

Yes she made it real and pleasant

Creating a headline for the news at prime

Security was beefed up at my private loft

My red room, the scene of crime

From my security cams, they unleashed my grime

Now no words can be used to defend me,

Human as I am, my body responds pleading innocent…

Will you please understand my mime?

 I’m just like one gloomy pedestrian

Unknowingly hit by a pretty truck driver