She's goin' shoppin', shoppin' for shoes. She wanna them in magenta and Caribbean blue. Platinum and buttercup, lilac and black. They fill a bucket up and laugh behind her back Imelda baby, Imelda
He said he didn't even hear trains let alone the few words. The ladies maybe sayin' about him. She freaks and tells her closest friend. That she'll never love again. But she'll never, no not ever.
