My baby disconnect me
Pull my modem right out the wall
My baby disconnect me
Pull dat plug right outta the wall
Now I been disconnected
And I cain't go online at all
Now I'm blue
I got the Real World Blues
I think I'm gettin' sick
Can' find nowhere to click
Got dem low-down Real World Blues
She say she don' want me chattin'
All aroun' the world
She don' like all that chattin'
To folks all around' dis world
Now I been disconnected
Gotta talk right to that girl...
Now I'm blue
I got the Real World Blues
I think I'm gettin' sick
Can' find nowhere to click
Got dem disconnected Real World Blues
[trombone solo]
She say she take me browsin'
Then she drag me to a store
She say she take me surfin'
Then we end up at the shore.
My baby don' understand me
She won' let me online no more.
Now I'm blue
I got the Real World Blues
An' I think I'm-a gettin' sick
Ain't got nowhere to click
Got dem down an' dirty Real World Blues...
1/19/2000 - 2/1/2004
©2000, 2004 Alan P. Scott. All rights reserved.
Last updated February 4, 2004.
Contact me:
ascott@pacifier.com