Parlovr Fisticuffs & Affidavits
There was a time and a place when I knew she couldn’t
live without me
(Coated strawberry and sweet as a peach)
We found love in a closet full and finally decide to run
free
(Fisticuffs and affidafits decree)
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
For me
It was a Sunday night, out with my little love crowd
I saw the night she was and I had him over take off my
shoes
And after some bang up, a little brustered body
It seems we’re looking up with only mild concussions
Had it known I’d cry I wouldn’t never ever kiss you
But we’re wasting time so let’s cut this thing in two
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
She was mean
For me
