Private Eye
Walking on by eating my chocolate pie.
Dudes sitting on the steps trying to catch my eye.
I just keep strolling on by.
They holler, “Hey ,Ma Hi”.
I turn around smile and wave Bye,bye.
I have my crush, He has my Private Eye
Calls me his little pumpkin pie,Spanish fly ,southern tai
He is my tough guy,He is so Fly.
He sticks by and always stands by.
We pull tight like string tie.
Make others roll their eyes and sigh.
Even creep in sending messages they really try.
To break the beautiful butterfly.
Telling lies to make her eyes cry.
But, Love between the two is to strong to die
Or be dominated by.
We will hit you with the Evil Eye.
Light you up like its the Fourth of July.
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