Saturday, January 2, 2010

Dear Playa

Yes I'm a hater I'm happy to say
I'm too old for your games and I don't want to play.
I'm beautiful and brilliant and I love my life
And I'd rather be single forever than your kind of wife.
So while you're out there purousing and buying her drinks,
I want you to know what the ones worthwhile think-
The ones who think with their brains not their blouses
Will end up with the right kind of spouses.
Those nice guys, who when they were younger were always ignored,
Will end up being the ones adored.
So when you glance in the mirror and your looks are decaying
Think of all you coulda had if you hadn't been playing.
If you'd opened the door and pulled out my chair,
Stopped buying me flowers and just complimented my hair.
If you'd looked past my skin and into my heart,
If you'd just been honest instead of playing a part.
See when I'm sixty and still feel sixteen
I'm won't remember that you were so mean.
And it won't be your face I'll be missin'
I'll be too busy with that man of God I'll be kissin'.
They say that Prince Charming comes with a sword
But I just want my guy praisin' the Lord.
So when you're out there talking smack about the guys with pocket protectors playing Nintendo all day
Remember they'll be the ones that get to hear the girl say
"I do."

Not you.