Fine Apple

El Funk Love
I'm gonna sing a song about her, her, her 'Cause I think she's cute and I can carry a tune or two Wanna talk to her and say (LADY!!!) "My hungry groin's a-callin!!!'" But I'm weak and pathetic 'cause it's me, me, me So I think I'll fade away to the back row My heart's been down so recently No more will I take it lying on the dirty floor I should talk, talk, talk to her, her, her 'Cause that nob's always around and trying to get off with her Listen to my words for a minute or two 'Cause I'm a fired up geek and I wanna be close to you I'd give anything a try Cross my heart and hope to die Never talk to a gypsy When you're feeling tipsy 'Cause they'll pollute your mind with all sorts of crap and you Gotta take a chance with a girl like this After all you've got jack to lose You gotta take a chance so pray, pray, pray Or else the Daggs and the fags will take her away From Letras Mania