Holler at me liberation station.
this new "freeness"
is scratching my back,
with two hands.
Who would have known,
lil red ridin' hood
dressed in brown,
would ever make it this far without a frown?
there were far too many to pass around.
Quit rhyming so much!
you're yankin my chain,
if i had a mans chain i'd yank it myself.
wow, thats unholy.
That aint my style,
oh heavens no sir,
i'm more of a putter put putter,
now, if you knew me well enough to har back
you'd know what i was saying.
i'm just a girl whos over THAT guy,
and ive NEVER FELT BETTER!