No Bedroom Clown Live Here
Finding numbers in your jeans
Red lip stick stains on the white sheets
The smell of cheap perfume
embedded into your clothes
I wear polo for ladies
so, it's no perfume of mine
I'am sure that this man
is cheating on me or is my mind playing tricks
He just popped the big question
I want to believe that he would not cheat
but the evidence is clear
I'am going to turn the ring down
You not playing me like some bedroom clown
Don't be mad because you got caught
Who playing who
The clown is you
Press the big red button on your nose
Bronx Bronx New York City Bronx Bronx New York City Bronx Bronx
and just head on home back to your city
By: Shaniki Smith
05/20/2016
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