I used to have one stalker
Now I got two
And all the time I was looking at you.
And this is gutter
But it ain't nothing new
All the time I been looking at you.
And I ain't fixed the bell.
I should be able to tell
And I don't think the door will go
through.
That and the cell
And the WhatsApp as well
Left me thinking what should I do?
I used to have one
But I picked up another
Tired and drunk
Late in some jam or other.
If me talking to you
Feels like her talking to me
Then I best pack my bags
And go overseas.
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