i seen her in the subway
on my way to brooklyn
hello
good looking
is this seat tooken
on the a-train
picking at her brain
i couldn't get her number
i couldn't get her name
i said i still like your style of fashion
but i hate your hostile
'itty attitude wit a passion
is it because brothers like to hawk alot
is it because your sign don't talk alot
she turned away
no play
i said ok
you don't really look good
i hope you have a bad day
sat back
relaxed though the ride was tight
i was thinking of the rhymes i wrote last night
next stop was mine
a familar scene
i was meeting my friend
killer ben in ft green
where the girls are real
they tell ya how they feel
if you're soft
you're soft
or if you're hard like steel
see i don't bend and i won't rust
and i don't break and i won't bust
stomped up the street and did i hear a treat?
hard high heels tappin' on the concrete
i took a peek
it was the girl from the train behind me
did she live in the area
was she trying to find me?
hm
i didn't wanna play myself out
i played it off
stopped and i bought a guiness stout
now was she shy
she didn't walk by
she came in the store then she even said hi
curiosity- at a high velocity
maybe possibly she had the hots for me
i said if we're playing games then we're gonna play mine
i'm a lay the rules 'cause it ain't much time
if you hide your feelings
and they hard to find
i wanna know what's on your mind
about a week went by and i called her
hello"