This is a song about "She is a slag"

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

She is such a sweet young girl though why must this life be so unfair

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Is she happy is she angry or confused

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

She is oh so lovely with eyes that have such a loving stare

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes