Yet another fucking throwback. I wrote this when I was like 19 or something, about some moistie little chick. Another STB classic that I just can't throw away. The chorus is a ton different than back in the day. The rest is the same bullshit, except it's shorter.
lyrics
Well you can call me a cretin or call me a jerk
Or call me a Bitch Ass Monkey, or call me on the phone
Well I don't mind, as long as you notice me
Well you can slap me around, or spit on my shoes
Or spit in my face, or swap spit with me
Ya know I don't mind, as long as you notice me
I'm not content to watch you from afar
You don't know how that tears me all apart
But I know that you know that I exist (utter bliss)
Please tell me that there's more to it than that
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw that face
Jolene! Made my head spin ‘round and put me in a neck brace
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw that bod
Jolene! Made my jaw drop, it took a crane to pick it off the floor
Well you can keep me at a distance, or keep me on hold
Or keep me guessing, or keep me, I'm yours
'Cause I don't mind, as long as you notice me
I'm not content to watch you from afar
You don't know how that tears me all apart
But I know that you know that I exist (utter bliss)
Please tell me that there's more to it than that
Jolene! I couldn’t believe it when I saw those eyes
Jolene! Those lips, those thighs, If I could lay in those arms I’d die
Jolene! Finally thought of somethin’ to say
Jolene! But my heart stopped beatin’ when I saw you look my way
credits
from The Black Album,
released February 9, 2010
Written by Hodgy
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