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Original lyrics -- Miss Pix
#journaling
Criteria One: I like you. well, you kinda made the cut.
Criteria Two: you buy your own rib-eye, not just nibble on my rut.
Criteria Three: you won’t torch my life like a grease-fire gone astray;
Strike any box and you’re out, my friend; now pass the Cabernet.

I’ve got rules for prime rib rendezvous,
Follow ’em or hit the drive-thru.

Steak + sex = slippery slope;
Steak before the sheets? That’s a nope.
Steak right after-sure, if the grill is hot,
But wait a whole week and we’re relationship-caught.
So ask me, baby, whatcha wanna do?
Steak or sex? …You know what, I’ll take the soup.

See, steak breeds naps, and naps breed more sin,
Then backyard projects sprout and feelings start to spin.
Next thing you know we’re planting herb beds two by four,
I’m Googling “commitment phobia” while you pick new kitchen décor.

If steak equals permanence,
Then I’ll dodge that ceremonious dance.

Steak + sex = timeline creep;
Casual turns serious in three plate-deep.
You want T-bone Tuesdays? Better bring a prenup, dude
I guard my fork like freedom, I’m not steak-averse but shrewd.
So ask me, honey, medium rare or rendezvous?
Steak or sex? …Nah, bartender, soup’ll do.

One-night sizzle? Fine, flambé away;
But add a side of sirloin next Saturday-now we’ve got a buffet of feelings,
And I’m calorie-counting my free will.

Band kicks back in, telecaster lick]

Friends-with-benefits always swear the talk won’t start,
Till somebody forks a filet and hands over half their heart.
So keep your filet mignon love song, your buttery char romance
I’ll slurp my bisque in peace, and keep my pants in freelance.

Steak + sex = runaway train;
Soup + jokes = no baggage, no strain.
You craving carnivorous connection?
Sorry, pal, wrong intersection.
Asking one last time, what’s on the menu, boo?
Steak or sex? …Make it soup for two.

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