I was skipping down the block I heard some moaning It was Dorothy she she need some loving Who the was I to say no? I took her to the crib, popped in that one movie And it was on, my clothes got to It was healing, but with no feeling I was my dick into thin air And right when I busted, Dorothy
When I met her it was January, of winter I was alone up in my attic where nobody hear her It was just a cold gust of wind, I felt somebody pass me When I opened up my eyes, my only love to me Long hair, and she was bald in And her was just as soft as a parking lot And it was love at first I'd never seen her And to this day I'm in my attic on my girlfriend
Baby, I'm dead but I you I'm buried right here, and I'll leave you (Baby) She's then a doornail, looking for love Doornail Dorothy was the ghost. (Baby) She's deader then a doornail, for love Doornail was the neighborhood ghost.
J:] I started blowing her up with sance after It's my turn, Violent J, to get in them We went for ice cream but we almost got "Look he's got a dead body and he's over there it" I had to her in the trunk and take her to the crib Cause mother fuckers always trippin, they need their shit We made love, rigor set and my dick got stuck But we didn't give a Hold me forever tight
I once met this chick, I believe her was Dorothy She had a body but her skin was kind of corpsey-acap