Sunday, April 13, 2008

PREFECT GIRL

It was back in the day I saw her face
Met in a rave I was struck and stuck in one place
It was her amazing grace that had me walking in space
Body laced like she belongs on stage
Said the things to make her smile
Talked for a while, gave me the numbers to dial
She’s Versace down, diamonds glaring
Donna Karen, while guys are staring
She knows she’s leaving with me
Kisses me so everyone see
How close we be together
Two birds of the same feather
Walk through life together forever
Hard to measure she was a buried treasure
Fulfilled pleasures, it was stupendous
Tremendous she told all her friends
Took her to masquerades and mardi gras
That’s the way she was

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