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My friend′s got a friend who's about my age
One day popped up on my MySpace page
No real reason, it was fate I guess
Sent me a message and a friend request
She liked my style and she wanted to talk
Or meet some place, maybe go for a walk
We went to a flick, starrin it Will smith
Came out the movie and we started to kiss
Jumped into dating, started out-pacing
It was all good, things were amazing
Late night talks we had to share smiles
Leaving cute comments all over our profiles
It was so different like day, night, and fog
Even had people subscribe to my blog
All the same, my place, her place
Both number one in our top eight friend space
You know what I′m saying
She liked the wild style
She liked the wild style
We're still doing well for as good as it seems
But we constantly argue the stupidest things
Insignificant, it really depends
I don't want a break, I′m just thinking a bend
Might sound weird, but I′m seeing a trend
Let's keep hangin out, I just wanna be friends
Whoops! That did it, let it begin
Her lid blew off from the pressure within
Aaaahh! I don′t mean in an emotional way
Think Mt. Saint Helens, I'm talkin Pompeii
I just wanted space, she won′t leave me alone
Posting mad comments and calling my phone
No way to shake her, she's stuck in a zone
Waiting at my house every time I come home
Restraining order from the court is complete
The radius for *my* space is 500 feet
How did this happen
She got the wild style
She got the wild style
No restraint from the order I tried
Can′t sit in my house without her looking inside
Spying on me like there's something to hide
But she takes off quick before the cops arrive
Plus the court order isn't helping my pride
It′s not like I′m dealing with a felony crime
Ruining my chances with girls that I like
To be my own person and live my own life
Penalties, arguments, growing so mad
Referees blowing and throwing a yellow flag
It's gotta end now, no time to play out
Nothing is working to find a way out
She just needs a guy so that I′m replaced
I set her up fast with a friend on MySpace
She's hooked up now, I checked the guesswork
And made sure dood was in extended network
Haha, yeah
I got the wild style
I got the wild style
One day popped up on my MySpace page
No real reason, it was fate I guess
Sent me a message and a friend request
She liked my style and she wanted to talk
Or meet some place, maybe go for a walk
We went to a flick, starrin it Will smith
Came out the movie and we started to kiss
Jumped into dating, started out-pacing
It was all good, things were amazing
Late night talks we had to share smiles
Leaving cute comments all over our profiles
It was so different like day, night, and fog
Even had people subscribe to my blog
All the same, my place, her place
Both number one in our top eight friend space
You know what I′m saying
She liked the wild style
She liked the wild style
We're still doing well for as good as it seems
But we constantly argue the stupidest things
Insignificant, it really depends
I don't want a break, I′m just thinking a bend
Might sound weird, but I′m seeing a trend
Let's keep hangin out, I just wanna be friends
Whoops! That did it, let it begin
Her lid blew off from the pressure within
Aaaahh! I don′t mean in an emotional way
Think Mt. Saint Helens, I'm talkin Pompeii
I just wanted space, she won′t leave me alone
Posting mad comments and calling my phone
No way to shake her, she's stuck in a zone
Waiting at my house every time I come home
Restraining order from the court is complete
The radius for *my* space is 500 feet
How did this happen
She got the wild style
She got the wild style
No restraint from the order I tried
Can′t sit in my house without her looking inside
Spying on me like there's something to hide
But she takes off quick before the cops arrive
Plus the court order isn't helping my pride
It′s not like I′m dealing with a felony crime
Ruining my chances with girls that I like
To be my own person and live my own life
Penalties, arguments, growing so mad
Referees blowing and throwing a yellow flag
It's gotta end now, no time to play out
Nothing is working to find a way out
She just needs a guy so that I′m replaced
I set her up fast with a friend on MySpace
She's hooked up now, I checked the guesswork
And made sure dood was in extended network
Haha, yeah
I got the wild style
I got the wild style
Writer(s): Frank Martinjak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
