Got the Girl

I've seen her look into my eyes like she ain't seen nobody else before

I've seen her take me by surprise and sweep me off my feet metaphor

(Wait why'd you say metaphor?)

Because that ain't never happened in real life

Because this new guy with the blue eyes

With the no lip smile came on by and said

(Hey how ya doing!)

Said he shines under the moonlight

But he looks like he works at Best Buy

But he's the one he's the one he's the one

Well, that's just fucking great

The white boy got the girl again

Well, that's just fucking great

The white boy got the girl again

Come back to me come back to me come back to me

White boy got my girl again

Will she come back to me? Will she come back to me?

Will she come back to me?

White boy got my girl again

See, I'm not just jealous

That you love these fair-skinned fellas

And she says it's just a preference

And I know why—

It's that privilege in his pockets

And those blue eyes in his sockets

That seem to make you think that he

Won't make you cry

Guess it doesn't matter

That I have a stable income

And articulate my points—

You're on his side

She swears I'm inconsistent

And these white boys are so different

Now she's turned up missing

And he's got an alibi

Well, that's just fucking great

The white boy got the girl again

Well, that's just fucking great

The white boy got the girl again

Come back to me come back to me come back to me

White boy got my girl again

Will she come back to me? Will she come back to me?

Will she come back to me?

White boy got my girl again