TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE

TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
I MET THIS GORGEOUS WOMAN WITH SILKY HAIR AND SPARKLING TEETH.                                        I ASKED HER WHAT HER NAME WAS I THINK SHE SAID IT’S KEITH.                                                         HER VOICE WAS DEEP, SHE WAS ON THE CREEP, THERE WAS NOTHING LEFT TO DO.                       WAS THEN I FINALLY NOTICED; IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE. 
IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE AND THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO DO.                                             THERE’S A CLOUD OVER MY HEAD AND LIKE I SAID IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
I BOUGHT A BRAND-NEW RIDE, FANCY RIMS AND ALL.                                                                            THEN I GOT THE CALL IT WAS NO DEAL AT ALL.                                                                                        THE MAN SAID IT WAS STOLEN, THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO.                                                      WAS THEN I FINALLY NOTICED; IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE AND THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO DO.                                             THERE’S A CLOUD OVER MY HEAD AND LIKE I SAID IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
I BOUGHY A RAFFLE TICKET AND DON’T YOU KNOW I WON SOME MONEY.                                        I WAS FEELING GOOD, LIFE IN THE HOOD WAS JUST A BOWL OF HONEY.                                          A MAN WITH A GUN TOOK THE MONEY AND RAN, WAS FINALLY THEN I FINALLY NEW,                  IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO DO.                                                     THERE’S A CLOUD OVER MY HEAD AND LIKE I SAID, IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
I HAD A DREAM I WAS DYING, THERE WAS GLORY IN THE SKY.                                                             I THOUGHT I SAW AN ANGEL; SHE TOLD ME I COULD FLY.                                                                      I SAID IT’S WAY TOO HOT.                                                                                                                             SHE SAID I COULD ROT.                                                                                                                                   WAS THEN I FINALLY NOTICED; IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE, THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO DUE.                                                     THERE’S A CLOUD OVER MY HEAD AND LIKE I SAID, IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
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