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Thu 27 Nov, 2003 11:31 pm
A girl passed me by
Her smile made me high
I turned to look
Her body shook
I only smiled
And followed her down an aisle
I wanted a chance for a number
Or one night of slumber
Her hair was shinney
Her legs met a nice hinney
Then she turned this way
I need something to say
"Excuse me miss?"
"Did you says sis?"
the voice was deep
I made not another peep
I fail for a transvestite
My stomach clinched tight
I was sick
That I fell for a woman with a stick
He smiled at me
And that's when I started to flee
Next time a woman I look at
I'll make sure it's not a Chris, Alex or Matt