I met her sunday that was yesterday
The girl I knew for 1990
Her eys are hazel her name is mable
I kissed her once and now I'm able to
Walk the mile crack a smile
She makes me want to kiss all the babies
hug the puppy dogs and makes me feel like my mom
Smell the flowers and plant a tree
I gotta say that mable shes the bomb
Now its monday better than sunday
Mable told me that she would stay
Her curly hair shines in her eyes
Fuck,that mable sure is fine
I'm with her now ubtil the end
Then on tuesday mable left me
I heard that she is going out with charlie
She saw his pakage
Rabies got the puppy dogs
And now I really need my mom
I bought her flowers so woe is me
It sucks I still think mable shes the bomb
Reason for writing:
This is a scaw tune that I wrote in high school for my punk band that we played at the prome, befor we could finish the song we got kicked off the stage.
Birth sign: Cancer
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