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Far Like Ruth
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October 2011 Look at me and say guess what, i wanna play tennis,
leave me smiling like i just left the dentist,
holding the condom on like Frodo and Smeagels precious,
never came once to your three but still i'm left breathless,
crossing all my lines so i call you an ampersand,
trying to pull me to my breaking point like a rubber band,
why can't you allow Mary Jane, so much you don't understand,
got me wondering if you think you'll get second hand,
last night was something you can blame on meow mix,
or Friends with Benefits, maybe even your bag of tricks,
cause you never lottery picked me, i was never your draft pick,
and for letting me slide by i think you're as dumb as the Knicks,
do you girls want a pretty lie or the ugly truth?
most of you still are in the matrix confused like a youth,
and it won't take lunacy, a mic and a booth,
for me to call you babe and aim far like ruth.
