Look who Miss Jackson is stalking...

...it's my favorite finalist from Project Runway. Oh, snap. I didn't THINK he could get more fabulous. 

Sharp shooter into breakin’ hearts
A baby gigolo, a sex pistol
Hollerin’ at everything that walks
No substance, just small talk
Know why you’re feelin’ on that girl’s behind,
You got a sleazy, one track mind
Workin’ your work until you find
Who’s goin’ home with you tonight.