We hold it down until the secret track plays
And sometimes it's eight minutes until the notes play
We wait at the light rail station and go all the way to the highway underpass
And don't have purses, just pockets
Deep pockets but not long dollars and a triple X polo shirt because that's what every 136 pound teenage girl wears to the club.
You're either like that or you wear a tank top that isn't as awesome for dance moves.
You can wear anything and be cool now. But it's still cool if you washed your sneakers with a toothbrush when you came home every morning.
I mix in my mind all the phrases I hear through the day
Karate Kick, Permit to Carry a concealed weapon and should be at work at 10:30
I wish I had that schedule
And would I need to carry a weapon to fight off the jealous onlookers?
Could I sense my friends before they walk around the corner?
Yes.
The witch doctor can give you medicine for that, but why would you want it?
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
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