I got a day spare between painting the apartment, so um yeah...
Oh, and this is a little song I like to call Lads:
Lads - all I really want is Lads
And in the morning it's lads
Cause in the evening it's lads
I like the way that they walk
And it's chill to hear them talk
And I can always make them smile
From White Castle to the Nile
Back in the day
There was this lad around the way
he liked my home-piece M.C.A.
He said he would not give him play
I asked him, "Please?" - he said, "You may."
His pants were tight and that's ok
If he would dance - I would D.J.
We took a walk down to the bay
I hope he'll say, "Hey me and you should hit the
hay!"
I asked him out - he said, "No way!"
I should've probably guess their gay
So I broke North with no delay
I heard he moved real far away
That was two years ago this May
I seen him just the other day
Jockin' Mike D. to my dismay
lads - to do the dishes
lads - to clean up my room
lads - to do the laundry
lads - and in the bathroom
lads - that's all I really want is lads
Two at a time - I want lads
With new wave hairdos - I want lads
I ought to whip out my – lads, lads, lads, lads,
Lads, lads, lads,
Lads!
Sung to the tune of this:
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hey i think we should hang out in some playground or something like in a park or go photoboothing... something like that.
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