11:30pm

[Verse 1: dylAn]

She text me and told me to hurry

I checked my watch, it was 11:30

We in the temple sipping on a Shirley, ay

I like her maybe cause her hair was curly, hey

Or maybe it's cause of the freckles

Her cheeks, and her nose, and her dimples

Fell in love and it's so unofficial

I'm busting off, I'm not shooting a pistol

I like to kick it with them, duh-uh-uh

We can go to Erewhon, ay

Fuck around and walk up to the Lé Pain

Ay,  cuff her right next to my arm

Walking to the pond, later coming over

You can always cry up on my shoulder

Yeah, I know I'm getting older

[Outro]

It's been a minute since you called me back

(Been a minute since you called me back)

It's been a minute since you called me back

(It's been a minute since you called me back)

I threw my poems in the garbage they’re trash

I don't know, but I'll be kicking ass

I don't know why all the weed is ash