i been scoping you out for a week or two and i believe i like what i see. but only in my

dreams it is that me & you is just as real as you & me. see the 'fancy fellow' with his

dope-ass ride, and see my little baby get in. see the geeky pop-head swallow all his pride

and let the jealousy begin. i wish. . . but now the girl's with someone else. she's left me

here all by myself. if you should find her tell her please that mr. single is waiting patiently.

ask me why the 'chippies' come around no more and i'll respond 'i'd like to know, too.' i

was once the mack, i once had all them sweets, but now i'd say those days they are

through. only six more months until it's been a year. at least for now, though, i can

pretend. after all my tears sealed all those envelopes she's left me mr. single again. i wish. .

.but now the girl is with someone else. she's left me here all by myself. if you should find

her tell her please that mr. single is waiting patiently. and i wish i had someone else. then

she'd be left all by herself. for everybody you can see i'm mr. single and i'll always be.