It started out so innocent
Neither of us looking for what we found
I was a girl out on the town
You were the salesman that I found

I did not notice you in the room
When you followed me to the street
I turned around and our eyes did meet
The recognition in both our eyes

I held out my arms to you as a friend
and saw that that was not enough, and so began
the seduction, the dance, the romance,
of the girl by the salesman

I looked up, when back inside
and for a second, I held your eye
As I felt you watching from across the room
I knew then, of the coming storm

I looked away trying to deny
the feelings that were churning me up inside
As you left, you came to me
and showed me that it was not the end, but a beginning

Slowly, oh so slowly, did it progress
With a message, not in a bottle, or by pen
but with the modern conveniences
that we possess

With excitement building in my heart, 
the messages continued the art,
the seduction, the dance, the romance,
of the girl by the salesman

The innocence of the chat
quickly turned to more
As I read what you typed, I explored another side,
a side I did not know you possessed

Reading what you had wrote
I felt the hunger building inside
a hunger I did not know I had
that you were tearing from my heart

I looked into the eyes of the picture on my screen
as you continued to type to me
I knew where it was to lead
I felt the breath catch in my chest

Then the words were out, screaming at me
from the screen to let you continue 
the seduction, the dance, the romance,
of the girl by the salesman

You wanted to come to me
right then and there
there was no waiting, just pleading
to let it be, what could not be denied anymore

I asked, with my heart in my throat
What you would do when I opened my door
and your response took what breath was left
I could not fight it anymore, this was meant to be

You would look into my eyes, you said,
and place you hands on my head
and touch your lips to my own
and all I could reply when asked what I felt was "butterflies"

And so I gave in, it had to be
the culmination of the seduction,
the dance, the romance,
of the girl by the salesman

I saw the want, the lust, the passion in your eyes
as I opened the door to let you in
I looked into your eyes, I knew then
that it was a reflection of my own 

Then it happened as you said
you took my head in your hands
as our lips touched for the first time
It sent shivers through my soul 

As so the dance continued into the night
with a passion that would not lie.
You brought out something I had never felt
As the shivers I felt, made me cry

As I walked you to the door, hours from when it began
you kissed me once more and said, this is not the end 
of the seduction, the romance, the dance,
of the girl by the salesman.