Ok, what have we got here Horny black boy with frisky white girl Eye each other across the room and The chemistry is unbearable and Definitely not on anyones agenda He suggests they go to someplace they won't be seen And she thinks otherwise Finally they agree to go And put up with Dunkin donuts The usual story, they fall in love Under the hail of spit they ignore All the while secretly conspiring to murder each other Hoping that will eleviate the slightly more Uncomfortable feelings that may arise In a situation like this But behind closed doors The eyes of the world Becoming their wallpaper They melt into a beautiful example Of a power that definitely exists And come together on a warm moonlit night In spite of themselves Ummmm, likely storyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
