Baby Doll wakes with an older man
who owns a private beach house,
a yacht and two sports cars,
a ranch in Wyoming
He’s easy to look at,
to drink with at sunset
She’s tried the dirty leg man:
funny and exciting in the night
Never pays for dinners,
mooches, wrecks her car
in the restaurant district
cruising the bars when she’s asleep
She daydreams another man
who’ll lead her along the sand,
joke about her silly habits,
hold out a shaved ice
that’s sweet and cool
on boardwalk afternoons