CHVA SKA
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Judge a book by its cover Miss Illiterate because what you see is never what you get When you look inside, beyond their pride You find the fears that they try to hide That's why the good girls are with the bad guys They can't see past their masculine disguise Girls don't need guys with insecurities So be true to yourself and you'll be happy Big Johnny Sly is a hell of a guy but all his life he's been living a lie Laughter arises while fulfilling a wet dream Johnny blew it big if you know what I mean And chic slick Rick is always a dick With an ego so big, he always gets chicks When he gets them in bed, he's short on luck Because slick Rick dick can't get it up Judge a book by its cover Miss Illiterate because what you see is never what you get When you look inside, beyond their pride You find the fears that they try to hide That's why the good girls are with the bad guys They can't see past their masculine disguise Girls don't need guys with insecurities So be true to yourself and you'll be happy G-money thug likes to do drugs He likes to bone girls he pretends to love when getting down and dirty he let out a scream The drugs shrunk his captain along with the team Marks a bit weird and by weird I mean queer Each sentence spoken ends with a tear He likes his men sweet but a little bit wild Because daddy didn't love him as a child Judge a book by its cover Miss Illiterate because what you see is never what you get When you look inside, beyond their pride You find the fears that they try to hide That's why the good girls are with the bad guys They can't see past their masculine disguise Girls don't need guys with insecurities So be true to yourself and you'll be happy But it's Freddy be glad that makes me sad You can't count the amount of girls he's had It was the girl with the braids that really hurt fred She gave him AIDS and now he's dead Oh I forgot about you, little boy blue with your cute baby face and untied shoes You are shy and wonder why you can't be like the other guys Who get the girls to get them laid I'll tell you why b/c they're afraid Afraid of girls who are hard to please, of love and sex and STDS Of individuality and all the things you'll grow to be Open your eyes open your mind and you will find why Freddy died You'll find what most guys try to hide. All the fear they keep inside
Judge a book by its cover Miss Illiterate because what you see is never what you get When you look inside, beyond their pride You find the fears that they try to hide That's why the good girls are with the bad guys They can't see past their masculine disguise Girls don't need guys with insecurities So be true to yourself and you'll be . . . |