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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She worked down at the car hop Serving trays to those who paid I just wanted to be that pillow Where her pretty face laid She looked like a diva Her body was super fine And lardy how I dreamed That one day she’d be mine She always flipped me off Which made me love her more She was gonna be mine buddy On that I really swore I asked her out numerous times Always got a flat no I think she’s playing hard to get It’s just something we studs know I took another drag of a joint My nerve was ready at last The time of waiting was over Tonight I’d show her a blast I grabbed her by her arm As she skated by my car She turned and slapped my face Yep, really, really hard Man, I know she loves me Man, I know she cares I can see the stars above Or am I seeing flares? No matter what I’m seeing I’m seeing her tonight She might as well get ready For a cat and dog fight We tussled and we fought My face became black and blue But I wasn’t gonna stop It’s not what us studs do Her fists were like lightning And soon I was floating on air She’d tossed me into a dumpster Which to me meant she cared I crawled back out once more And smiled with my broken face She then kicked me you know where Which put me in my place I no longer go that street anymore Evidently I’m not her type All she had to do was say no That’s my only gripe
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