Smelled like a pound of old balogna
Eiffel towered her with a homie
Bed was crowded but we all felt lonely
Met this girl, her name was Elizabeth
Did what we did and we both have to live with it
Everything she said was ignorant
Wrote her love letters, but she was illiterate
Met this girl, her name was Star
Had a big butt but she looked like Bill Maher
Whenever Star was in my car
A gallon of gas got me less far
Met this girl, her name was Courtney
Used to financially support me
When I turned 40, she divorced me
And I burst into tears, there in court-y
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