Arab Strap

I pulled the ex last night, and it felt weird to feel her up again.
Knickers down, and bra cast as if the past and not passed.
And she brought the drinks all night, but thats okay, now shes got a job.
Her generosity - my curse. she even let me keep her purse.
But I couldnt get it up - too much to drink, too much to say.
She picked her clothes up off the floor and promptly headed for the door.
I was just trying to use my favourite muse.
I dont think I could ever want her back, Im just making sure shes still capable of being slack.