Threes your lucky number

He punches cards and blacks out lights

Thirteen because I want to fight

Thirty men on opening night

The one,. The only

Give me the phone

Good time to get used to being alone

You cant take a hint so I give you a line

3 x 3 x 1 is nine

My runner up runs faster than yours

I dare you to find a more obvious choice

Or be safer in where you allow your own voice

3 o’clock. Sunny, and I find you funny

You’re honey and money and I can’t be nice

I break mirrors as a hobby

Paper white and paper thin

A social experiment I call “men”

Third times the charm, a charmer too

But puddles never could charm you

Three times three is always nine

The number three is always mine

Three me’s, three you’s, three bottles of wine

I know three ways to take a life