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