Outta Mind Outta Site
I know we don't talk much
But you're but you're such a good talker
Well I know we should take a walk
But you're such a fast walker
I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
Well OK, I know you don't love me
But you'll still be thinking of me
I know you probably hate me
That's OK with me, alright
I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
You don't see me now
You don't want to anyhow
Look out, here I come again and I'm bringing my friends
Look out, here I come again, I'm bringing my friends
OK alright
OK alright
I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
'ello all, I'm the OP of these quirky "OP here," comments. My mum found out that I posted these silly comments posing as the OP of all of these confessions and she's forcing me post this apology now. I'm sorry mates, I didn't ever mean no harm by any of it. I was taking the ** out of you all. And I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for my meddling mum!
Cheers
Shut up
OP again, unfortunately I never learned how to spell ryme in 2nd grade.