Country Poem #10: Angel On My Shoulder

Angel On My Shoulder
©1996 by Dean A. Ceran
I found this woman at the bar late one Friday night
For me she was so perfect, a goddess for man's delight
She was traveling to a strange place just a mile from the beach
And on the trip she kept herself way past my arm's reach
Although I'd love to hold her, what she told me held me instead
"There's an angel on your shoulder and you're not listening to what she's said"
The answer that I gave her shows I just haven't got the knack
"That's because I'm too busy feeding these bananas to the monkey on my back!"
The beauty in this woman really showed up in her eyes
As she laughed so heartily at my pitiful replies
"You really should be listening, the angel's gotten all upset"
Whether a woman or an angel, there's just things I do not get
"Just why should I be listening, I know I'd get nowhere"
But deep inside me I was feeling lust, as I just drove, and stared
Although I'd love to hold her, what she told me held me instead
"There's an angel on your shoulder and you're not listening to what she's said"
The answer that I gave her shows I just haven't got the knack
"That's because I'm too busy feeding these bananas to the monkey on my back!"
The one thing that came over me as I left her at the house
You didn't get her phone number! I felt like such a louse!
"The angel really loves you", she said, "It's some one you knew well."
Those words ran through me as she left me, that lovely auburn belle
Although I'd love to hold her, what she told me held me instead
"There's an angel on your shoulder and you're not listening to what she's said"
The answer that I gave her shows I just haven't got the knack
"That's because I'm too busy feeding these bananas to the monkey on my back!"