She Likes to Play

She likes to play

With boys and girls and hell to pay

She likes to say

Some things that make you look away

She dyes her hair

I think her folks were never there

I don’t play fair

All that I can do is stare

Okay, okay.. it’s just a game I like to play

Okay, okay.. it’s time to face another day

She’s got the flair

She acts as if she doesn’t really care

It’s not planned or prepared

I think she’s just a little scared

She shows me signs

Her heart is playing with her mind

She likes my rhymes, I dig her style

Okay, okay.. it’s just a game I like to play

Okay, okay.. it’s time to face another day