Got a friend request of Facebook and it inspired me to write a song and share her problems with you...It's sort of a cyber love song. She sent me a friend request She said she was in need of a special friend in the United States to help with her deeds. If I would send her my credit card I can access her secret site and see her stripped down to nothing so I would know that she was alright. She had come into a lot of money, millions of dollars, she said.. She was the last surviving heir, the mujahideen had left the rest dead. She runs a mission in Lagos where she feeds thousands of refugees, She has an invalid mother and a University of Nigeria Law Degree. She'll give me half the fortune to help her get it out of there, all she needs is my bank routing number and pin to transfer it all over here. And if I will become her sponsor, she'll get a visa right away and meet me in New Orleans and become my love slave...
OK!...I like the beat, and it's easy to dance to. I think you may have a monster country hit in the making if you can play steel guitar and do that achey-breaky thing with your pelvis. Or maybe just twerk it for the cross-over sales.
