"Henriette"
Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts?
quotin' jamie joyce make me feel
make me feel like a total a***
got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part
Talk to me at night with your voice oily
think you can't be broke, what a joke
what a joke callin' me doily
think I like when you dress boy-l
yor makeup coyly
I never loved you Henriette
I never liked my sobriquette
I never read your serviette
I never loved you henriette
When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind
I never cared for rows and I got
and I got sort of bored besides
of your notes and your peephole eyes
and those spurious sighs
Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts?
quotin' jamie joyce make me feel
make me feel like a total a***
got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part
Talk to me at night with your voice oily
think you can't be broke, what a joke
what a joke callin' me doily
think I like when you dress boy-l
yor makeup coyly
I never loved you Henriette
I never liked my sobriquette
I never read your serviette
I never loved you henriette
When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind
I never cared for rows and I got
and I got sort of bored besides
of your notes and your peephole eyes
and those spurious sighs