I pretend to be mr. right
Not judgemental and prejudice
And I am not a vicious man anymore
In 206 I broke the law and I payed the price back them
By stayng in jail 48 hours
Hell it was because it was cold like an igloo
And the light stayed on all night
But I never slept the whole night
Also in jail you better follow their rules or you will get beaten up by the Jail guards
But When I got out of jail I got out on bail
And my nerves were shoot
Also I remember that I was screaming like a maniac
But today I want to prentend that I am your friend
Also I wan to pretend that I am your lover
Would you like me to be your lover?
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