SeaSpray

"I'm Scott Pelle with an update on Hurricane Irene, as it closes-" Verse 1 I always really liked the real exotic girls Honeys with the perfect eyes, a perfect disguise The type of girl who could fuck a real nigga up With promises of a better world but never replies Lately it's like I fall in love with that lampooned lie Swear she's the truth, like apple pie Swear in her shoes, I'd walk a mile Reach for the skies, I really dig her smile Tryin' not to be as pessimistic as before But as these waves crash and fall, I'm yet to be proven wrong I sit here on a beach chair and spit this song As around people still hear and listen to my thoughts Always hot in Daytona but today we're at the beach Rockin' short sleeves as we feel the breeze A lovely release, staring at the sea Oh, how surreal life can be With my hat tilted to the side, I squint with one of my eyes X 4 Not Piggy, I'm more Ralph: fuck the Lord of the Flies Bridge The beach is a place To relax and drift away The beach...seaspray... They are beautiful things Sometimes, I sing and hum at the beauty Of the waves...seaspray...it's a beautiful place The beach is a place to relax and drift away The sea, SEASPRAY They are beau-ti-ful things Verse 2 'Sup baby girl I was wondering if you'd kick it with a dude like me? We'd be a match made in heaven cause you're too unique I'm a writer, I even rap, I could spit you a hot bar Cause even if I was a constellation; you would be my star I hope you get more than the gist of what I mean I never seem to fall for the girls who like to read But maybe you're different, maybe you're the one- But forget all that, let's have some fun Let our toes curl up in the sand, let's play in the sun... X 4 I just want you to look back without a hint of remorse Yeah I'm gonna talk to her now...I mean...what's the worst that could happen?