It all started of with Ms. Jess Massimore
Hot bartender girl that don't drink alcohol
Sundays tryin to get my half priced tacos on
I left full but it was her that I was starving for
She was killing me softly like the art of war
Inspired me to try to be harder core
But I'm soft at heart and never got to start
I almost cried when the punk rock mamma lost that job
and I know that their business lost a lot
cause for a little while I didn't come around at all...
But then next there was Megan, yes she's so sweet
Strawberry blonde with the circus freaks on her sleeve
That smile on her face gave me something to believe in
Her skin's like cream, got me thinkin like a deamon
But oh snap, back to reality and reason
Cause her with me? Man, please! Keep Dreamin!
So I'll just sit back and recline
Lookin in the pretty eyes of Ms. Caroline
I'd be tryin to make her mine
But that ring's on the left side, and that ain't right, so
Speakin of brunettes, next to Ms. Domingo
Facebook status says she's single
She had my heart kickin to a beat like Ringo
Star of the bar and one of my favorite people
She never had no time for me though
But if she ever did it'd be magnifico
Speakin of magnifico, Maggi
Hailing from the ATL, you know the girl can dance
She'll put you under a spell with her style and her class
Or in a trance with the way that @$$ is packed in them pants
Somebody help me
There for a minute was Chelsea
Intelligent as hell, seemed spiritually wealthy
She cooked healthy and seemed to have a great soul
Till our third date she found someone else to take home
So I'll just sit there and stare at Sara
With her long brown hair and perfect derrier, and
She's been seein the same man for 6 years
But probably sees more of me as I sit here
And it seems that there's always something I'm missing
Sitting, double fisting, spitting a little bit of game at Ms. Christy
I know what would bliss be, if she would get with me
Kiss me and get a bit frisky
But I'm about to dip and I don't think she'll miss me
I think I'm slick, she thinks I'm just tipsy
But I don't think she's just working that tip
Because she works the lounge and the bar's where I sit and sip...
Yes these Voodoo Lounge ladies all make me sound crazy
Every one of them's amazing in her own special way
I used to go there daily, sure the food was tasty
But that ain't the reason it was my favorite place
But then I moved to the O.B. where nobody knows Stoney
Sittin lonely with no homies, they all live in my phone only
Them O M G on NYE On the roof of the Sunshine Company
There's Heather, a kinda beauty I could never measure
got me stiff as a board and floating like a feather
I bet her hearts a treasure, cause it would be my liezure to get on my knees and please her
breakfast lunch and dinner, make her feel just like a winner
cause I almost have a siezure every time I see her
I almost stooped to ordering that bottom shelf tequila...