Gauche by Matthew Milia

Here's a little kiss
For little miss gauche
Chatty and bratty and rather precocious
Gather up the inimitable neurosis
That you brag about

Measure my shoe size in the frozen snow track
When you rise, swallow your Prozac
And meet me at the diner when you stitch up the liner
Of your jacket where you tore the tag out

In this strange new age
We just got each other
Forget all the strange rage
Regarding all the strangers you let in
To meet your mother 

Here's a little icy free advice, see
Twenty-two-year-olds just never entice me
Well, maybe once or twice
But I always pay the price
For letting myself in

I'm always hibernating until the regrets flee
Salivating soon as somebody lets me
The girl that I was dating seldom ever upsets the
New situation

In this strange new age
We just got each other
Forget all the strange rage
Regarding all the strangers you let in
To meet your mother 

Here's a little kiss for little miss gauche
Here's a little kiss for little miss gauche

Here's a little slip
It's my approach
I'm chatty and bratty and rather precocious
I slather on the inimitable neurosis
Because I care about
You

Appears on Enter the Kingdom