Sum times whens yer lucky
Love jus flipflops at yo feet.
Sumtimes when yo got tha other luck
Love just dries and dies unsweet.
I gots me the lucky-firstly kind
Cuz she sez its ok to call her ‘mine.’
Sumtimes when dat Sun shine big
I sees her eyes do too.
Sumtimes when tha Moon shines round
I knows it’s love fer true.
I cud talk fer hours and hours about what about love i know
But darlin heart has crooked dat finger so it’s time for me to go.