Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Dem

DOVE:<br> Standing on the corner building. Seen the path.<br> Looking at the corner streetlight, walking, and<br> waiting for my brother to come over and then<br> someone tapped me on my shoulder. 180 degrees I<br> did. Oh my... what? Oh oh!<br> I didn`t hesitate so I ran and I ran and I ran<br> and I ran and I tries to catch a cab.<br> (Cab driver, fuck you)<br> I ran into an abandoned building, I heard big<br> heavy breathing on my back I turned 180 degrees<br> again and oh oh! Oh my God!<br> Oh, I dashed and I dashed and I dashed and I<br> skipped into the BK lounge. I asked the lady if<br> I could get a Whopper. She was facing... she was<br> facing toward the back. She turned around...<br> she stated: (Can I take your order?) Oh Chrissie!<br> Once again, I dashed and I dashed and I dashed<br> to my pad. The phone started ringing, but<br> luckily my answering machine was on and with<br> the quickness...<br> (Hey, how ya doing, sorry you can`t get through)<br> Yeah, saved by the ha ha ha. I went into the<br> shower. Oh my... I heard the holler... I turned<br> the water on and she was screaming... who could<br> it be? What did she want from me? What did she<br> want from me? What did she want from me? She<br> was screaming and screaming and she had the tape<br> in her hand. But I knew what she wanted. I knew<br> what she wanted. I knew what she wanted.<br> (Please listen to my demo)<br> (Mumbled: And wit your wrinkled pussy)<br> (I can`t be your lover)