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letra de camden rave - charles oakley

slow dance with blanch after the low glance
at the ski lodge in snow pants modern day romance
hold hands and rode off in old vans dragging c0ke cans
toast jams smoked hams and roasted yams at the show in france
eating peanut b-tter fuji slice as they threw me rice
newly wives movie types that carry the booty wipes
italian ice juicy bites living the fruity life
soap opera days anne hathaway movie nights
bear hug on the polar bear rug
with color bug hair plug bare b-tt pour pear suds from the jug
into the earthenware mug
playing truth or dare as we share drugs
v–gr- b-lls bath walls like niagara falls
battle rappers like actors at the cattle calls
we had a brawl over tea time with plastic dolls
mac at malls the us open plaques that scatter the walls
we had lots in common pots of ramen
noodles flocks of poodles toaster strudels
rubik’s cube duplex
lavender blunt on the scavenger hunt
for 12 outfits to model for my calendar months
fistful of skittles rabbits nibble at handfuls of runts
snapple fruit punch on the veranda for lunch
enchanted sons that ran with puns like samantha duns
lamp light on pants as i sat with my hands in my lap where i grab the gun
fabrics spun i’m on my rumpelstiltskin
brothers grimm puntella primm in the steam-punk brim playing funk for children
they mostly toast me for they way i mosey around the rosie with tote for the posies
overcoats are cozy i broke hoagies and rolled stogies with the older fogies
playing limbo and hokey pokey
hold the trophy blue ribbons gold medals with bows holding my hair like hopi
hoes know me as pitt jolie my hose is soapy
mr. rogers in my dada’s then i switch to dockers
and lift with spotters we conversate around the gym lockers
i sit with potters they wrote my name in script like the did the dodgers
imposters that slobber over blister copper
dress like witchdoctor wig popper richard schlatter
chick get the shocker feel it the chakra
stink pinky over the slinky they kneel and slobber
no need to bother seasoned proper i could be your father
receding hairlines in seats like the airlines
speaking of spare time as my easy chair reclines
sold old aids band-aids on my fan page
and painted landscapes with sands in beige
tan clays with the plant maze haze mayonnaise standing on stage with the canvas raised
while my band plays with the overhand braid under tams and berets while open fans wave
like i played third base for the atlanta braves
as i rock their socks with the pants raised
me and my mans like sam and dave busters play games for the pay so plan and save
clams and leis span the way for my hand to stray
i grab the basket arranged at janet and jaynes on my way to the camden rave
glow stick grill like a whole pickle dill looking like golden krill
still i got bigger fish to go and grill
popping the birth control pill in my colon and gills
looking ill like snoop at the shoot for the video in brazil
roll with the wheel on the back of the old cadillac seville
gat rack on the hatchback of the all black oldsmobile
fortune 500 daytona as i wrote the will
holding the quill on the show bill in the woven twill
ink soaking in the bowl made by joe mcgill
folks get k!lled if a soda spills
i spoke in trills over soul for real
you know the deal i still got my mcmillan bros bill
as i cast the b-ss pro reel
balancing on the balance beam
harder kick starter had the horse on the harbor start galloping
ballerina femur had the cleaner and the gardener for the gathering
while i sat on the shower booster power loofah lathering
imagining dreaming at the days inn of
ivory in living color like keenan wayans

- charles oakley

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