I met this guy
trust me
you dont have to ask me why
But theres one thing
I find it hard to look him in the eye
He is my dreamboy
Sofar what I can see
He is some one who could possibly be
The potental for me to be me
His body is unreal
and im feelin his style
I came home
And had to turn off my phone
He got me listening to Chico DeBarge
But I need to keep strong
We could have kept making sweet love
all night long
I didnt find anything wrong
with his sweet kiss
For this i will surely miss
Im not sure on his outlook
That is why Im writting in this book
That boy- to me
Is off the hook
One look is all it took
To change me whole outlook
I feel a natural high
And my body feels mad good
I never found a boy like this
From my hood
But trust me, Its all good
Take it nice-n-slow
For this boy might go
But it is him I want to get to know
I hope he was feelin me
If not, Im not going to go crazy
I still have my baby
At times she drives me crazy
I need to chill out
And let him make the first call
Lets see what happens tomarrow
Hoefully
It will be filled with anything but sorrow
Anything but sorrow... He called me fist thing tomarrow
Written by M Ocasio 2.4.03
trust me
you dont have to ask me why
But theres one thing
I find it hard to look him in the eye
He is my dreamboy
Sofar what I can see
He is some one who could possibly be
The potental for me to be me
His body is unreal
and im feelin his style
I came home
And had to turn off my phone
He got me listening to Chico DeBarge
But I need to keep strong
We could have kept making sweet love
all night long
I didnt find anything wrong
with his sweet kiss
For this i will surely miss
Im not sure on his outlook
That is why Im writting in this book
That boy- to me
Is off the hook
One look is all it took
To change me whole outlook
I feel a natural high
And my body feels mad good
I never found a boy like this
From my hood
But trust me, Its all good
Take it nice-n-slow
For this boy might go
But it is him I want to get to know
I hope he was feelin me
If not, Im not going to go crazy
I still have my baby
At times she drives me crazy
I need to chill out
And let him make the first call
Lets see what happens tomarrow
Hoefully
It will be filled with anything but sorrow
Anything but sorrow... He called me fist thing tomarrow
Written by M Ocasio 2.4.03
