Crowded night, rock and roll bar   The band is playing loud with roaring guitars   The crowd is dancing madly, slamming in the pit   I´m rubbing shoulders with a guy   I´d love to rub more with   I´m dancing gleefully at the edge of the fray   Here he comes again, in a ricochet my way   Bodies packed together in a tight fit   He swings his around and i´m grabbing it   Going one on one   Guys won´t accept your touch   But they will gradly take it   When it´s anonymous   He lingers long enough to feel my hand on his ass   I grabbed his dick a couple times as he bounced   Past   He keeps returning to the spot where I stand   I´m sure by now he knows that´s another guy´s   Hand   Then he bumped into me and yanked my crotch   Real hard   As he danced away, I was so turned on   I tried to flirt with him before he left the club   He just looked blank at me, he didn´t want to   Know   A guy had made him hot, but he would not admit   Face to face that he was getting off on it   To cop a feel, a sneaky kind of joy   A moment of connection with another boy