 That would be true. |
The real birth certificate (if it has not already been destroyed) will reveal much about the loon-O-dent. Most probably, it may show a birth in Hawaii, but the father’s name will continue the unraveling of his set of lies contained with his silly books.
He is a fake, pure and simple. He couldn’t write a sentence without the help of someone who actually has an education.
Where’s Alexander O’Neal when ya need him?
“Fake”
Your name was patty
But now it’s kay
Girl
You seem to change it every day.
Your hair was long
But now it’s short
You say: i got it cut
But i don’t see no hair upon the floor.
Whenever i go out with you i find out something new.
You’re a fake
Baby
You can’t conceal it
Know how i know
‘cause i can feel it.
You’re a fake
Baby
No rhyme or reason
‘cause in your mind it’s lyin’ season.
You had brown eyes
But now they’re blue
Those false eyelashes that you’re wearin’
Too.
In bed this morning you called me clyde
Alex is the name that i go by!
If women could be counterfeit
Then you’d be it.
You’re a fake
Baby
You can’t conceal it
. . .
You’re a fake
Baby
I’ve blown your cover
The iig is up
‘cause i discovered -
You’re a fake
Baby
No need to hide it
Can’t change my mind
‘cause i’ve decided -
You’re a fake
Baby
And i’m disgusted
The game is through and
Girl
You’re busted
Fake!
Whenever i go out with you i find out something new.
You’re a fake
You always have a good excuse
But
Girl
That ain’t no use.
You’re a fake
Baby
You can’t conceal it
. . .
You’re a fake
Baby
No rhyme or reason
. . .
You’re a fake
Baby
Fake
Fake!
-A. O’Neal
That would be true. |