My little black book is dusty,
The names are smeared and
Most of them were landline numbers.
For you youngsters,
Get on your parents lap and ask em
To tell ya what landlines were:
And I hate your love poem
Because I know they are real,
I need a girlfriend,
Maybe I forgot how that feels.
I hate your love poem,
Its really quite good,
But the t reminds me I'm all
Alone, alone in da hood.
I hate your love poem
Because I don't know any girls,
And yeah some are corny,
Some make me wanna hurl!
So don't get it wrong,
Please try to understand,
I'm just a little jealous,
Alone and doing what I can.
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 2:48 PM UTC
My little black book is dusty,
The names are smeared and
Most of them were landline numbers.
For you youngsters,
Get on your parents lap and ask em
To tell ya what landlines were:
And I hate your love poem
Because I know they are real,
I need a girlfriend,
Maybe I forgot how that feels.
I hate your love poem,
Its really quite good,
But the t reminds me I'm all
Alone, alone in da hood.
I hate your love poem
Because I don't know any girls,
And yeah some are corny,
Some make me wanna hurl!
So don't get it wrong,
Please try to understand,
I'm just a little jealous,
Alone and doing what I can.
Too single at the moment. Lol.
