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It's A Shame, Really

The girl next door has got no waist
And sadly lacks good music taste
She’s into rap and R n B
Then bitches cos it’s not for me

Well sorry doll it’s not my thing
Song are wrote to make you sing
Talking quickly takes no skill
I’ll just never get my fill

Ooooo
Well girly you won’t win, no no
Not with everything on show
Get yourself a decent skirt
Do up buttons on your shirt
Wipe that make up off your face
Stop before you cause disgrace
Size eight you might just well be
But no one likes those knobbly knees
Get some curves and change your ways
Your pretty looks won’t always stay

A “stupid girl” with straightened hair
Knee high boots and made up stare
She pouts a lot and looks eighteen
At fourteen that’s a bit extreme

Not a “chav” but what the hell?
That label seems to fit her well
Dancing round her room at night
It’s a very shocking sight

Ooooo
Well girly you won’t win, no no
Not with everything on show
Get yourself a decent skirt
Do up buttons on your shirt
Wipe that make up off your face
Stop before you cause disgrace
Size eight you might well just be
But no one likes those knobbly knees
Get some curves and change your ways
Your pretty looks won’t always stay

Author notes

Yeah I was inspired by Remi Nicole's song "Rock n Roll"

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  • MarriedToTheDevil
    November 9, 2007
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    i actually started reading it and thought REMI NICOLE!!!!!


    fanntabbydosy!

    xx


  • patteringraindrops
    November 8, 2007

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    lol its lush! ooooh kally's been watching her slutchav neighbour dancing around her bedroom. lol
    mem xxxxxxxxxxxx

  • ankkuri
    November 7, 2007
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    This made me smile. Great job, particularly the first stanza. Rap = bad news. x