Dip My Spoon and Leave

It was like the best date that was never planned.
You kicked it with me like you was my man.
In the beginning it felt a little awkward,
You know, you kept brushing up on my shoulder.
As the night progressed I got used to the touches
the soft conversations.
Now, don't forget you do live with her.
So we shared our meal like an event that was unreal.


In the midst of that hour you even fed me a flower,
Asked if my meal was okay.
Damn it, how many years have I known you anyway?
But it was cool how you spoke in my ear, gently held my hand.
Acted like a complete gentleman, in your gray and black
With me in my black and white. We kinda matched.
That was kinda tight!

As the evening moved on we settled into this moment.
We even had the waiter fooled until he asked us about our check.
Fortunately I got my own stacks on deck.
What we both like carrot cake? And the menu said it was served for two.
Go ahead and order, I'll just dip my spoon and leave.
Cause I don't know what is going on with you.