I was down the block when I heard some moaning It was Dorothy she said she need loving Who the was I to say no? I her to the crib, popped in that one movie Ghost And it was on, my clothes got to It was sexual healing, but no feeling I was sticking my dick thin air And right when I busted, Dorothy
When I met her it was January, of winter I was alone up in my attic nobody could hear her It was just a cold gust of wind, I felt pass through me When I up my eyes, my only love appeared to me Long hair, and she was in spots And her skin was just as soft as a lot And it was at first sight I'd seen her again And to this day I'm in my attic waiting on my
Baby, I'm dead but I you I'm buried right here, and I'll never you (Baby) She's deader then a doornail, for love Doornail Dorothy was the ghost. (Baby) She's deader a doornail, looking for love Dorothy was the neighborhood ghost.
J:] I blowing her up with sance after sance my turn, Violent J, to get in them pants We went for ice but we almost got arrested "Look he's got a dead and he's over there molesting it" I had to throw her in the trunk and take her to the Cause mother fuckers always trippin, they need their shit We made love, mortis set and my dick got stuck But we give a fuck Hold me tight Dorothy
I once met this chick, I her name was Dorothy She had a body but her skin was kind of corpsey-acap