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Oct 2014
Saturday Morning, still in my bed
Heard the yelling from my room
Threw on my clothes and raced like a jet
To the porch where I found you

Tension was high, my dad and my man
Both claiming possession
Just like the old west, a fight for my hand

Can one of you have me for the rest of my life
Say no, say no
Is this a joke
Say no one's gunna own me til the day I die
But good luck you guys
you both are jerks!

Both of you are being crude
You know that I'm a person too
Acting like controlling dudes
No one asked me for my say

Marry that girl...
How bout what I say?
Marry that girl...
Don't like you anyway.

Marry that girl...
Yeah, that'll be the day

Why you gotta be so crude?

Hate that you do this, give me no choice
Like an arranged marriage
Don't care if you love me, I'm not your toy
I'm the one with the leverage
I just might run away
Do you think that I would stay?
Cause you're not okay
So listen to me when I say

I belong to no one for the rest of my life
Say no, say no
Is this a joke
Say I decide my husband til the day I die but at this rate I'd rather have no one

Both of you are being crude
You know that I'm a person too
Acting like controlling dudes
No one asked me for my say

Marry that girl...
How bout what I say?
Marry that girl...
Don't you like it anyway?

Why you gotta be so crude?!
(The Daughter's Side of the Story)
SHEROVIN ACROSTIC
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SHEROVIN ACROSTIC  30/M/Manila, Philippines
(30/M/Manila, Philippines)   
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