u wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya mocha choca la ta.. creole lady marmalade hey hey HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
ahahah i like someone new and im so pissed because its all like spreading like wild fire again, well only one person knows, but like 5 people have the idea >.O i dint want this to happen again *cries* OH well.. anyway i think im actually right this time.. heh. *hopefully* i might actually have a chance with "this one ;x" ahahha ;x EWwWWWwww justin u bitch i hate u lol jk i was talkin to brad today and then justin's like.. hi melissa.. .
me: *turns around* HEY JUSTINN!!!
justin: ur blushing..
me: uh what..?.. SHUT UP ;x..
justin: *glances at brad*
me: *glares evilly*
lmao ;x lol justins kinda funny heh.. (no i dont like him, seriously)
hah brad stern said i looked pretty today *stands prou-- uh .. me pretty? he must be on drugs rofl ;x no jk.. hmm anyway, must be my new sexy shirt :D *grins* oh yes it was somethin else.. hum (no i dont like brad stern either)
im not gonna lie anymore lol im tryin to be honest here.. so its not any of them and its not brad debiase.. kay well buhbye.. im gonna get s.o.s... i can tell he is different from the rest... specially that brad debiase dork >.O heh.. this kid is worth fightin for and well.. im gonna win him over.. *determined ;x*
he come through with the money in the garter bags
let him know bout that cake, straight up the gate
oh we independent woman some mistake us for whores
i say, why spend mine? WHEN I CAN SPEND YOURS *grins nicely ;x*
disagree? well thats YOU and im sorry
ima keep playin these cats out like atari
where high heel shoes get love from the dudes
four bad ass chicks from the moulin rouge!
hey sister soul sisters.. better get that dough sisters
we drink wine with diamonds in the glass
bottle case the meanin of expensive taste
ya wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya mocha choca la ta what?
creoooooooooleeeee lady marmalade
one more time cmon
marmalade.. OOoooOHHh.. lady marmalade yeah yeah marmalade.. OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH hHYEEEEEEE HEY HEYYYYAYYYYY
touch of her skin feelin silky smooth.. oh
color of cafe aliaut.. oh yeah
made the savage beast inside roar till he cried
more more... MOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEEEEEEE
now hes back home doin nine ta five
sleepin the gray flannel life
but when he turns off to sleep sweet memories creep
MORE MORE.. MORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(i think these words are right rofl i havent listened to this song in a while and the french(?) is kinda hard bahahah
me: *turns around* HEY JUSTINN!!!
justin: ur blushing..
me: uh what..?.. SHUT UP ;x..
justin: *glances at brad*
me: *glares evilly*
lmao ;x lol justins kinda funny heh.. (no i dont like him, seriously)
hah brad stern said i looked pretty today *stands prou-- uh .. me pretty? he must be on drugs rofl ;x no jk.. hmm anyway, must be my new sexy shirt :D *grins* oh yes it was somethin else.. hum (no i dont like brad stern either)
im not gonna lie anymore lol im tryin to be honest here.. so its not any of them and its not brad debiase.. kay well buhbye.. im gonna get s.o.s... i can tell he is different from the rest... specially that brad debiase dork >.O heh.. this kid is worth fightin for and well.. im gonna win him over.. *determined ;x*
he come through with the money in the garter bags
let him know bout that cake, straight up the gate
oh we independent woman some mistake us for whores
i say, why spend mine? WHEN I CAN SPEND YOURS *grins nicely ;x*
disagree? well thats YOU and im sorry
ima keep playin these cats out like atari
where high heel shoes get love from the dudes
four bad ass chicks from the moulin rouge!
hey sister soul sisters.. better get that dough sisters
we drink wine with diamonds in the glass
bottle case the meanin of expensive taste
ya wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya mocha choca la ta what?
creoooooooooleeeee lady marmalade
one more time cmon
marmalade.. OOoooOHHh.. lady marmalade yeah yeah marmalade.. OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH hHYEEEEEEE HEY HEYYYYAYYYYY
touch of her skin feelin silky smooth.. oh
color of cafe aliaut.. oh yeah
made the savage beast inside roar till he cried
more more... MOOOOOOOOOREEEEEEEEEEEEEE
now hes back home doin nine ta five
sleepin the gray flannel life
but when he turns off to sleep sweet memories creep
MORE MORE.. MORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
(i think these words are right rofl i havent listened to this song in a while and the french(?) is kinda hard bahahah