Wednesday, October 7, 2009

#5

pretty girl behind the counter,
she's the babe at the register,
u can get some fries and her number,
dun be scared, and remember,
she's the babe to remember,
pretty girl behind the counter

in the cafe on ur college
think she's bout ur kinda age
who knows u two might get engaged
or may end up in a fit of rage
but if u jump down on the ledge,
u know she'll be there to catch
you as you slip down the edge
she'll gave u her lovely batch
of love, u know thats her badge
waiting on and on 4 u to fetch

you can order some onion rings
and she may give u a midnight swing,
if shes upset she'll make u think
and it'll make u fix all the kinks
cause u'll love the feeling she brings
even after that october,
when she left you, u'll remember
that girl behind the counter

couldn't forget that october,
that august, that september,
in your mind she will harbor,
how she shine like bright ember,
smell that perfume behind that register,
forget that pie, its u i prefer,
to be with ever after,
thru my joy and my laughter,
and that heartbreak in october,
even so, u'll remember,
that girl behind the counter.

-dato' fazly

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