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When we met
Nothing seem to matter
I served you straight up
Love On A Platter
At first
Everything was right
You were so salty
And ah,so tight
We lit some candles
Made love all night
Paid you compliments
Always tried to flatter
Served you straight up
Love On A Platter
Then your mom got sick
And so did you
Left me hangin'
Like a French Fried Fool
I guess one day
And it won't be long
I'll find the right chick
Instead of Dead Wrong
Gone are the days
Nothing seemed to matter
You threw it all away
Love On A Platter
2/27/2014
This is a follow up or sequel to the song "French Fry Cool"