Talk To Your Date
I saw them walking
She caught my eye
Turned to glance
When they walked by
She in spandex
That oh mi oh my
Said hey baby
Phat az you is
We could start rehersting
and make some kids
Her buster told me
Stepoff trick
Told him ole girl
Might let him (boop)
My (boop)
By the way I was talking
To your gal
You want some of dis
Give you summa fat
Here kitty kitty you ah
Sweet kitty cat
Told him
It's to late
You can't skate
By the way
I was talking to your date
To late
you can't skate
Stop gritting Mister
I gamin on your date
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2023
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