So Wrong
a phone call that ruined my day
taylor has passed away
not a close friend but she sure could dress
not jealous but i envied just alittle
at the funeral she didnt look her best
she should not have messed aroung with mr riddle
he was fine but his pants were on fire
ladies you know what i mean
as the funeral continued he walked in late
all i did was giggle
the whole time i just thought about her fit
32,35,40 just my size
i want that dress she said she hate
it was so tight a shake turned to a wiggle
so wrong
shes gone and im thinkin of how i can get my hands on that dress
so wrong oh well
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