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Beach Blonde

Poetry By: Tami
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A song I'm writing about people my age and their logics in romance these days! I know it says about English people. I'm 100% English, and I'm not offended, so I hope you're not either! 50% a joke.

Chords with it!


Submitted:Mar 9, 2012    Reads: 69    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


(G D EM C)
It's been a while since I've seen that smile
But you've probably forgotten the time you gave it to me.
Perhaps you and that popular girl are hanging at the pool,
(G D EM C)
I mean it's not like I'm supposed to care.
You said "I'm going to California to meet up with some nice chick that's blonde and sold"
I mean they're probably fake anyway, because girls just want two melons to behold.
(AM EM G D)
Go ahead and leave me anyway,
English teenager's logic is so bad I can't even say.
(G D EM C)
I bet she isn't even well your type
I know you said that I'm not yours but she's got plastic surgery and lies
And I know that you and I could be just perfect,
But I guess the skinny beach blonde girl is worth it more,
More than a real girl.
(AM EM G D)
And I know that slimmed down models are men's thing,
But they are sly and sneer at every mistake that you bring.
And I know that you'll just go for the skinny maniquin anyway
But take my 'advice' as a warning, because teen's logics aren't okay.
(G D EM C)
I'm walking down the road with my brown curls and my high heels,
The men turn 'round their heads at me, and I smile at the feel,
Of being without you, or that skinny little freak.
I know some people can't help it, but she's starving to death for the chic.
(AM EM G D)
It really isn't cool to starve and die.
If you say she's pretty, then you must be telling lies?
(G D EM C)
She's skinny and only eats one biscuit a day.
Sure I look overweight compared to them,
But atleast that's one thing I can say.
I like to diet down in my own way,
I'm healthy as I am so don't make me change how I am,
I bet you two will make out only to find you just don;'t work out
And then you'll run right back to me!
(AM EM G D)
But I won't be there anymore,
To catch you every single time you fall.
Because you left me for the girl in plaster,
Who is honestly such a disaster to me!
So next time learn to pick a true girl, not some woman that doesn't eat enough fries.
(G D EM C)
Please don't come back, with a come back, it just won't work on me.
I knew you weren't worth it, so I've locked you out the house, and I have the key.




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