So...I asked this girl out on a date
No money had I made of late
With no job prospects for quite a while
Had her drop me off at the grocery
Proceeded to stuff sardines down my jeans
We were going to picnic it up in style
The whole time I had security
Keeping a watchful eye on me
Nabbed me as I stepped out of the door
Even grabbed the girl who was my date
She might have made a grave mistake
They say she was driving the get away car
We went before the hanging judge
Who wasn't much into showing love
Gave us each thirty days in county
I convinced them she was the master mind
I was a fool in love, didn't deserve the time
So they locked her up and set me free
Though it was our first date
And didn't seem to go the way
That it was I had it planed
I think that when she gets out of jail
And if she doesn't look like hell
I just might ask her out again...
Jun 18, 2013
Jun 18, 2013 at 8:43 AM UTC
So...I asked this girl out on a date
No money had I made of late
With no job prospects for quite a while
Had her drop me off at the grocery
Proceeded to stuff sardines down my jeans
We were going to picnic it up in style
The whole time I had security
Keeping a watchful eye on me
Nabbed me as I stepped out of the door
Even grabbed the girl who was my date
She might have made a grave mistake
They say she was driving the get away car
We went before the hanging judge
Who wasn't much into showing love
Gave us each thirty days in county
I convinced them she was the master mind
I was a fool in love, didn't deserve the time
So they locked her up and set me free
Though it was our first date
And didn't seem to go the way
That it was I had it planed
I think that when she gets out of jail
And if she doesn't look like hell
I just might ask her out again...
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