*******!
She took my smokes!
Were the hec is that wine?
White trash: thats what she is
Lying there, stinking like old perfume.
Brush your teeth,
(At least once this year.)
Gimme that remote,
**** tv is mine anyways
Move over, shift, away.
Take your trash
Ok, leave if you wanna..

But

You laugh at night
As you **** in the smoke
And you ride me like no one has
And you like the TV on
While we *****
And you like spirit drinks
and I feel like lightening when
you strike
and I cant wait till Friday
when you arrive.

So

Thats what I think
And so yes – ok – I love you.