Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Stalker

I love my roommate. This is a wonderful song that she introduced me to. It's called "Stalker" by Goldfinger. Read the lyrics and listen to the song. It's wonderful. Probably because I love stalking people. It kind of defines my life.


She calls me on the phone
Hoping that I’m home
(And that I’m all alone)
But when I say hello
I only hear dial tones
(She thinks that I’m her own)
Outside my window she crept
Watching my every step
ooh ooh ooh
She’s following me
ooh ooh ooh
She’s out of her tree
ooh ooh ooh
She’s off of her rocker
I wanna marry my stalker
Sometimes she says she’s my mom
Looks like she doesn’t belong
(She’s my own peeping tom)
Flowers everyday
The cops they tell her to stay
500 feet away
She sleeps on my door step
She hasn’t heard me yet
ooh ooh ooh
She’s following me
ooh ooh ooh
She’s out of her tree
ooh ooh ooh
She’s off of her rocker
I wanna marry my
I wanna marry my
I wanna marry my stalker
This morning she wasn’t there
I hope she still cares
I almost gave up hope
but today I awoke
To a private note
She said she’s going to jail
For going through my mail
But she'll stay on my trail
ooh ooh ooh
She’s following me
ooh ooh ooh
She’s out of her tree
ooh ooh ooh
She’s off of her rocker
I wanna marry my stalker


1 comments:

Anonymous said...

I just love you Miss Rachel Baby.
Will you marry me?