Friday, February 2, 2007


A song which I wrote after an incident at the club….haha

FOOLED BY A KISS.


Don’s cool birthday,
I was walking in without a say,
Ten men chillin weak in black,
U stuck so sorry at the back,

Your eyes gave me an impression,
Killing bird’s without depression,
Simply giving me an idea for creation,
For this unwanted and wasted situation,

A tiger at you’re side,a cat on your head,
yea take me for a ride,come bring me to bed,
honey you aint got no pride,why care to pick bricks,
please be my bride, I will give u three pigs,

waiting for the time,
waiting for the time,
I was fooled by your touch,
I was fooled by your smile,
I was fooled by your lust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

I don’t need this evil grudge,
To live a damned life,
Come on show me your bust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

Lets play safe for the sweet first time,
Im not gona lie but I like it your way,
Biting my lip is never a rude crime,
my peacocks missing have you seen her today?

The sweet sour taste of my blue vodka,
Goes so neat with my meat chunka,
Repeat the move, exactly wonka,
Repeat the song,sexy paul anka,

Ur top was pink,
My belt was black,
Checking my list,
while biting your neck,

waiting for the time,
waiting for the time,
I was fooled by your touch,
I was fooled by your smile,
I was fooled by your lust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

You’re my major crush,
Lets walk this last mile,
Im starting to rust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

Don’s cool birthday,
I was walking in without a say,
Ten men chillin weak in black,
U stuck so sorry at the back,

Your eyes gave me an impression,
Killing bird’s without depression,
Simply giving me an idea for creation,
For this unwanted and wasted situation,

A tiger at you’re side,a cat on your head,
yea take me for a ride,come bring me to bed,
honey you aint got no pride,why care to pick bricks,
please be my bride, I will give u three pigs,

waiting for the time,
waiting for the time,
I was fooled by your touch,
I was fooled by your smile,
I was fooled by your lust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

I don’t need this evil grudge,
To live a damned life,
Come on show me your bust,
I was fooled by a kiss,

1 comment:

JEremy said...

Gosh.. i wonder how it'll sound as a song...

I can only write poems.. sucks la..