copyright 2009 All Rights Reserved
by Camille Bright-Smith
You don’t get to bring my girlfriend flowers
You don’t get to take her out to dinner
You don’t get to kiss her in the morning
You don’t get it, but I’m sending you a warning
She is my girlfriend
I popped the buds off all those flowers
She is my girlfriend
You best swim back to friendly waters
She is my girlfriend
And I won’t stop at idle threats
I’ve been looking up some curses
I am only seeing red
She is my girlfriend
You don’t get to whisper during passion
You don’t get to take her to distraction
You don’t get to watch her while she’s sleeping
You don’t get to hold her while she’s weeping.
She is my girlfriend
I popped the buds off all those flowers
She is my girlfriend
You best swim back to friendly waters
She is my girlfriend
And I won’t stop at idle threat
I’ve been lookin’ up some curses
I am seeing only red
She is my girlfriend
Awesome!
Posted by: Jessie B. Rubin | March 31, 2009 at 05:24 PM
i like the raw edgy side to it. succinct but with a lot of emotion behind it. very well done, camille!
Posted by: jen | April 01, 2009 at 07:04 AM
THIS ONE. THIS ONE. Of all the others, this one. This one is going places. Put it out there!
Posted by: TheKitchenWitch | April 14, 2009 at 05:31 PM
You don’t get to bring my girlfriend flowers
You don’t get to take her out to dinner
You don’t get to kiss her in the morning
You don’t get it, but I’m sending you a warning
Wow!Its my favorite song.
Posted by: Term Paper | January 18, 2010 at 11:05 PM