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Glue - Glupies
(from the album Catch as Catch Can)
© copyright 2006

I was sitting at a table waiting for the check to come,
Eating hella cheap cause Iím only a party of one,
She must have noticed how lonely Iíve become,
Or the c notes I counted with the top of my thumb,
Left a huge tip cause Iíve got it like that,
Swept her off her feet to forget the past,
She was the stereotypical, easy to get,
Mythological goddess, with the world in her step,
Even at my best, I was feeling ashamed,
My rejection to her question was suddenly feeding her flame,
I fired the first shot, but it was only warning,
That vodka never said Iíd look ugly in the morning,
Once the high wears off and your clothes are on the floor,
Iíd rather buy you a taxi than make us both into whores,
The lust is never worth making your life worse,
Even if she was the freshest thing to walk godís earth,

Women need love, but these are games,
Talk a lot of nothing, show a lot shame,
One nightís not enough to make you rich,
You need a little less beer, not so quick,
A million rappers who fall for these traps,
Trust me, my baby donít look like that,
Show goggles, makes models, out of skin and bones,
Stop looking for a bed, start looking for a home.

Smooth and specific, body looking terrific,
Athletic and gifted, but a broke down gimmick,
Full of chopped lines, with a white stereotype,
Bloody nose sniffing like she just lost a fight,
Got a thing for performers and anything that walks,
Hardly wanna pass her by if all she wanted was talk
I Swear Iím the nice guy, never giving the vibe,
But sheís thinking I look gullible and gives it a try,
Ms. Bar patron all over again,
Looking drunk and stumbling getting a drink from a friend,
The money is a bonus, she already knows this,
Itís more about the fame and people, who notice,
Strobe light honey, face out of focus,
So lonely, so obvious, heartbreaking hopeless,
City any city, the network donít stop,
Itís a trip, what sheíll give for hip-hop.

A million rappers who fall for these traps,
Trust me, my baby wonít look like that,
Show goggles, makes models, out of skin and bones,
Stop looking for a bed, start looking for a home.
Women need love, but these are games,
Talk a lot of nothing, show a lot shame,
One nightís not enough to make you rich,
You need a little less beer, not so quick,

Shorty acting like she really wants to know my name,
Getting my credit card number running her tight game,
No way Iím falling for it despite all the big words,
Ainít nothing more enticing than exciting pretty girls,
Thatís exactly the problem so obvious to see,
Lady donít tek no, but this ladyís talking to me,
Her intentions were dripping off her crimson fangs,
Telling me she came to return the vibes I gave,
Iím not looking for a one-night stand,
I donít need a quick fix, and master plan,
To smash a first name, I didnít bother to get,
Body made of beer and layer of sweat,
Dance maniac, loving every line I say,
Guest list queen, never seems to pay,
Cultured in her music, acts like an expert,
Unemployed until tour then itís time to work,
Buys merch from everybody, but never cdís,
Sheís got a barter system, works perfectly,
Low cut shirt, never hurts to wear,
Attention getter better get her VIP this year,
Shakes the hand, got the look in the eye,
Motel key sitting next to her thigh,
Ready for the sing along, it goes like this,
The poison is yours, it just takes one kiss

Iím looking for dignity,
Not a chick just to dig me,
The last thing on my mind is sex with a stranger,
Iím trying to play shows and make some paper,
This is my living, stop killing all the feeling,
Hey drunk girl stop sleeping,
On your own self esteem,
Thanks for digging the game but youíve got the wrong team.