The Neighbor and the Little Girl

true story

(knock, knock, knock)

 

Hay, yeah, wait one second

someone's at the door

 

my mommy and daddy

are fighting again,

could you call the cops, please

i'm scared

O' ok baby sure

you just wait right there

 

hello, yeah

it was the little girl,

from next door

their at it again and

i

feel so bad

that poor baby doesn't

even cry anymore

not one tear

but you can tell she's

afraid

 

i don't know whats

wrong with them

they fight all the

time

and when i say, fight, i mean

F-I-G-H-T!

 

sometimes i feel sorry,

for that apartment

all the abuse it's take'n

let me tell you

they fight so much

my walls, my walls start shaking

and gyrating

like they dancing salsa

 

i'm saying i don;t know

whats wrong with them?

she's already

stabbed him

choked him

bashed his face in with a pan

and he's no better

drags her all up and

down,

          down,

                    down,

that apartment

like a mop

even threw her a*s

outta her own house

stark naked

tits hanging out

for ALL the nieghbors to

see

 

(knock, knock, knock)

 

could you call my

grandma, to pick me up

thier getting louder

 

do you have your

grandma's number

baby?

 

yeah

 

it was that poor, poor

little girl again

tell you what i'm going

to call you later

 

hello there's an emergency

i'd like to report, yes,

domestic violence...

 

hello, my name is ivy

and im calling because

your grandaughter...

 

hay sorry for making

you wait,

the cops came

he left, i called her

grandmother

but i guess she never did

and

 you know what

after the cops left,

she let him back

in.

 

 

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