Valentine’s Day For Some of You…

– First of all, I want to say “Rest In Peace” to Prince Rogers Nelson. This blog topic is not meant to throw shade or disrespect a legend. However, with the unfortunate increase of simps, beta males and men who have been reduced to women’s “gay male platonic girlfriends”, play brothers and thirsty niggas, the lyrics to Prince’s 1987 song “If I Were Your Girlfriend” resembles what Valentine’s Day means for most men out here. Guys like me, on the other hand, have it so much better!

“Look at the bargains over here, ladies

Ooh, oh
Ooh, hoo, oh yeah
Ooh, hoo
If I was your girlfriend, would you remember
To tell me all the things you forgot when I was your man?
Hey hey, when I was your man

If I was your best friend, would you let me
Take care of you and do all the things that only a best friend can?
Oh, only best friends can

If I was your girlfriend
Ooh, hoo, ho ooh
If I was your girlfriend

If I was your girlfriend, would you let me dress you
I mean, help you pick out your clothes before we go out?
Not that you’re helpless
But sometime, sometime those are the things that bein’ in love’s about

If I was your one and only friend
Would you run to me if somebody hurt you even if that somebody was me, yeah
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be, please

If I was your girlfriend
Ooh, hoo, hoo
If I was your girlfriend

Would you let me wash your hair?
Could I make you breakfast sometime?
Well then, could we just hang out
I mean, could we go to a movie and cry together?
‘Cause to me baby, that would be so fine (that would be so fine), ooh

Baby, can I dress you
I mean, help you pick out your clothes before we go out? (if I was your girlfriend)
Listen girl, I ain’t sayin you’re helpless
But sometime, sometime those are the things that bein’ in love’s about

Sugar
Sugar, do you know what I’m saying to you this evening? (If I was your girlfriend)
Maybe you think I’m being a little self-centered
But I, I said I want to be all of the things you are to me (if I was your girlfriend)
Surely, surely you can see

Is it really necessary for me to go out of the room
Just because you want to undress?
We don’t have to make children to make love

And we don’t have to make love to have an orgasm
Your body’s what I’m all about
Can I see it?
I’ll show you
Why not?

You can do it because I’m your friend
I’d do it for you
Of course I’d undress in front of you
And when I’m naked, what shall I do?

How can I make you see that it’s cool?
Can’t you just trust me?
If I was your girlfriend, you could
Oh yeah, I think so

Listen, for you naked I would dance a ballet
Would that get you off?
Tell me what will
If I was your girlfriend, would you tell me?

Would you let me see you naked then?
Would you let me give you a bath?
Would you let me tickle you so hard you’d laugh and laugh

And would you, would you let me kiss you there
You know, down there where it counts
I’ll do it so good, I swear I’ll drink every ounce
And then I’ll hold you tight and hold you long
And together we’ll stare into silence

And we’ll try to imagine what it looks like
Yeah, we’ll try to imagine what, what silence looks like
Yeah, we’ll, we’ll try to imagine what silence looks like
Yeah, we’ll try”

– Any questions, comments?!

One thought on “Valentine’s Day For Some of You…

  1. How much pussy have you been able to conquest since you made your decision to go down the path you are on? Probably lost count compared to how it was before you made your transition. To a pipeliner is quantity more important than quality?

    My prime didn’t start until I was 27 pushing 28. I’ve always pipelined and wouldn’t have it any other way. As far as “mongering”, that’s only on occasion. Quality over quantity for me. Always!

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