i like that gal...pt.1

it's a damn shame
how i feel about that gal
i always think of her
and it dont matter who i am with
if i am with another gal
i cant stop thinking about the one
it dont matter what she wearing
ehere she going
how hot she may be
i like that gal
when in public
i like her to cover up
when we alone...
i take it to the head
like you dont know
i like that gal
brown
gold
medal
winnning
honey
flavored
gal
sometimes
othertimes she walks into the room
dressed in green
taffeta, liorice essence
vanilla notesss
i like that gal
that gal dont know what she do to me
i cant let her go
she aint no good gor me though

on another note,
i am just too damn sensitive to other peoples thoughts of me.
when did that happen?