Jamie stood on his stoop,
And he challenged his homies
To go get some girlfriends and locate their yonis.
The waters were parting and times getting heated.
The boys needed friendship, the beat needed meeted.
Unh unh. Her dress was a ship at sail.
Unh. Her knees were the water pail.
This was survival and she was the kit.
You could die of thirst if the girls won't give you sips.
You're all jenny and lindsey and fine
And I'm underwater, shedding my mind.
And I'm pretty sure baby if you'd hold my head
I could live like I've wished for and undo my dread,
Because, I see candygrams up in the ceiling tiles,
Witty postcards sent off from the sandwich isles.
In these towns where vacations will lead us,
I'll hold out my treasures and their wealth will feed us.
But, oh, she does as she wishes,
And no, she won't be your missus.
You kingdom it widens and you're there alone
With all that love, and the void on your throne.