Crowded nightrock and roll bar

The band is playing loud with roaring guitars

The crowd is dancing madlyslamming in the pit

I´m rubbing shoulders with a guy

I´d love to rub more with

I´m dancing gleefully at the edge of the fray

Here he comes againin a ricochet my way

Bodies packed together in a tight fit

He swings his around and i´m grabbing it

Going one on one

Guys won´t accept your touch

But they will gradly take it

When it´s anonymous

He lingers long enough to feel my hand on his ass

I grabbed his dick a couple times as he bounced

Past

He keeps returning to the spot where I stand

I´m sure by now he knows that´s another guy´s

Hand

Then he bumped into me and yanked my crotch

Real hard

As he danced awayI was so turned on

I tried to flirt with him before he left the club

He just looked blank at mehe didn´t want to

Know

A guy had made him hotbut he would not admit

Face to face that he was getting off on it

To cop a feela sneaky kind of joy

A moment of connection with another boy