What He Told Me
He told me that like my smile
And the way I stared in his eyes
The way I held his hand
And the way we kissed goodbye
He told me he could learn to love me
He said he'd always care
He told me that he would never leave
He said he would always be there
He told me that I don't have to worry
Him, I could always trust
But something in the bck of my mind told me he was starting to lust
Not for me but for that other chick
The one with the blemish free face
And the thighs so thick
The one with the big behind
And the nice hour glass shape
The one that all the men liked
But I began to hate
He told me that she could not compete
With the love we shared
But in time I will find
That she was always there
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