Convenience

Verse 1
So enigmatic in your silence
Still waters run a fathom deep
But mystery’s a man’s contrivance
He’s helpless in his sleep.
I like those ripples on the surface,
Starting small and spreading wide.
If I go about you with a purpose
You can’t run, but you can hide.

Chorus
All that glitters is not golden
Any wise man tells you this,
But even fools’ gold has a strange appeal
And there’s pyrite in your kiss.
You won’t let your heart be stolen,
This is why of thee I sing.
Availability is golden,
Convenience is a many splendored thing.

Verse 2
Don’t sing me your Salut d’Amour
In a coffee parlor tete-a-tete
Voulez vous coucher avec moi some more
And I’ll be your belle dame sans regret.
I’ll be your Femme Nikita
In stiletto boots I’ll shoot your .45
A semi-automatic Lolita
I’m hollow point and my ammo’s live.

Chorus
All that glitters is not golden
Any wise man tells you this,
But even fools’ gold has a strange appeal
And there’s pyrite in my kiss.
I can’t say you are beholden
Sure don’t want your diamond ring.
Availability is golden,
Convenience is a many splendored thing.

Bridge
Consider the validity of this mentality:
Availability is an underrated commodity.
Sensibility in anonymity
Adaptability to reality
Ambiguity is definitely
A useful ability.