De La Soul
Not Over Till the Fat Lady Plays the Demo
[Skit]
[Dove]
Standing on the corner building, seen the path
Looking at the corner streetlight, walking, and waiting for my brother to come over and then
Someone tapped me on my shoulder
One-hundred-and-eighty degrees, I did. Oh my... what? Oh-oh!
I didn't hesitate so I ran and I ran and I ran
And I ran and I tried to catch a cab
(Cab driver, fuck you)
I ran into an abandoned building
I heard big, heavy breathing on my back, I turned one-hundred-and-eighty degrees
Again and oh, oh! Oh my God!
Oh, I dashed and I dashed and I dashed and I
Skipped into the BK lounge
I asked the lady if I could get a Whopper
She was facing... she was facing towards the back
And when she turned around...
She stated: (Can I take your order?)
Oh Chrissie!
Once again, I dashed and I dashed and I dashed to my pad
The phone started ringing, but, luckily, my answering machine was on and with the quickness...
(Hey, how ya doing? Sorry you can't get through)
Yeah, saved by the ha-ha-ha
I went into the shower
Oh my... I heard the holler... and I turned the water on
And she was screaming... who could It be?
What did she want from me? What did she want from me?
What did she want from me?
She was screaming and screaming, she had the tape in her hand
But I knew what she wanted
I knew what she wanted
I knew what she wanted
(Please listen to my demo)
(And wit' your wrinkled pussy)
(I can't be your lover)