I'm standing on the street,
And waiting for a bus
Some lovely woman's pausing
Just steps or two ahead

From her, my eyes should turn
I know they shouldn't be
Lusting like Jimmy Carter's,
Hope God won't strike me dead...

Shall I glance,
At the girl with her skirt above her yo?
Shall I glance,
As she's entering her car and gives a show?
Lucky chance,
Times like these don't often come and go..

I'm a Pastor like Oral,
But can feel my face blush coral,
On the brink, mustn't think..sin romance
Still the evil devil's beckoned
So, I'm torn at this split second,
Shall I glance?
Shall I glance?
Shall I glance?

Shall I peek?
It's what most men would do, such circumstance
Am I weak,
In my subconcious mind, if sights enhance?
Up a creek,
I'm in "Want-to" moments mixed with "Can'ts"

Surely, one peek from my eyeballs
That brings joy like pro-caught high balls,
Heaven grants....
I shall glance,
I shall glance,
I shall glance..

Shucks...'wears pants!