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| Abigail Silk |
Abigail (Abigail) Silk (Silk)
Now everyday I’ve been listening to Love Supreme
I mean I've fallen in deep like a submarine
I mean she's not a fashion model or the queen of the prom
Or a voluptuous blonde who hangs with James Bond
But she's got a confidence that caught my eye
And I'm drawn like a pawn but I don't know why
So I asked her over to have a soda
She just laughed and said no, casanova
And when I asked why she blew a kiss back with that
Smile that could light up a room that was pitch black
Movin slow like a rotary phone, she made it known
I'm not a wild oat to be sown
So I'm always on my toes and that's part of the vibe
I find her physically attractive but it's hard to describe
She could be vanilla coffee or chocolate milk
But words fail when it comes to Abigail Silk
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I met her at the ice cream truck on my block
She bought a snow cone and a astro pop
I ordered a buttercup but I didn't have enough
I asked her for a nickel and she gave me a buck
I said how could I repay you, you saved the day
Let's hit a matinee and I pay your way
She said she'd love to, but in the same breath
She said she couldn't and I'd have to take a rain check
Well, I guess she just killed that
And just to save face I gave her the dollar bill back
But she said the money wasn't a loan
Then she kissed me on my cheek but she dropped her cone
So I gave her mine and I walked her home
Put her number in my memory but lost the phone
And I haven't seen her since but if you do
Tell Abigail to come through (tell who)
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