Hey Boy ... Hey Girl

Hey Boy...Hey Girl
Let me introduce myself to you
Most people call me "Crack" but I'm Jum to you
If I don't get you that first time second or third
I'll certainly get you that fourth time, mark my work

Hey boy, come on and feel my blast
Hey girl, watch out, I may be your last
Some say I only last a minute or two
And you know what, that's probably true

I'll make you feel good, 'cause I'm so bad
I'll make you give up everything you ever had
Your whole pay check will come to me
And I'll give you a blast for a day or three

When that blast's all over and gone, you see
You'll bring your watch and stereo to me
Next you'll bring your TV and then your VCR
And soon enough, I'll have your car

Hey boy, hey girl why don't you wake up
'For I'm not even worth your every buck
I tried to make you feel like I'm our friend
But look what I do to you in the end

I'll strip you of everything including your pride
I'll make you feel as if you just died
Let me tell you something that's very very true
You don't do me, I do you

If you still doubt which way to go
When you see me just say no
Hey boy, hey girl don't come my way
'Cause I'm not a toy and I don't play

RoseAnn (Diggs) Bennett
September, 1987 © 1988