You Cast Spell On Me

I’m a jam tart
 I’m bargain basement
 I’m a work of art
 I’m someone’s replacement
 wine cellar, a villanelle
 An answering machine
 Romeo, a windowless room
 Do you know what I mean?
 I’m a shady spot, a tater tot,
 I’m a woman’ who bleeds
 I’m a can
 I don’t know what I am
 You’ve cast a spell on me

I’m a strip show
 I’m always on ready
 I’m a garden hose
 I’m an ear of a Getty
 loaner, an owner
 Lincoln’s grill
 sourpuss, a mismatch
 The lonely hunter’s kill
 I’m the county fair, 
 The [bad word] stranger, the KGB
 sham
 I don’t know what I am
 You’ve cast a spell on me
       
 The boys and girls are one tonight
 They undo themselves and lock in time
 They need each other to rise like bread
 Tonight alone

I’m a cannon
 I’m a forgotten epistle
 I’m black jack gum
 I’m Scandinavian crystal
 digest reader, a royal bleeder
 euphemism
 cheap motel, a child’s [bad word]  feather in the wind
 I’m a bit too much, a bad girls touch
 letter to thee
 lamb
 I don’t know what I am
 You’ve cast a spell on me 

The boys and girls are one tonight
 They undo themselves and lock in time
 They need each other to rise like bread
 Tonight alone

I’m a prison break
 And soul letting leaches
 I’m an addicts’ intake
 I’m Sherman picking peaches
 I’m amoral; I’m sort of scared
 I’m a thinker’s thug
 minuet, an oil rig
 big bear hug
 I’m the tell tale sign
 The test of time
 An afternoon tea
 Hot [bad word]  I don’t know what I am
 You’ve cast a spell on me
 You’ve cast a spell on me
You’ve cast a spell on me