hes standing, lookin- shes beautiful, no matter what others say
later to be looked back on, as if just the other day;
if he'd have it another way, wouldn't take it, no matter what
or trade her for anyone..well, maybe a girl w/ a fatter butt..
but, shes the perfect love, his own true, one, saving grace
cheated once, realized its not about saving face
he done admitted it, the last, one, final blow...
knowing by next week he'll only get a finer hoe.
tehe connection broken, a divorced friendship had
but its harder still, to say goodbye- to love once had
the love they shared, and w/ out a doubt still chase..
both knowing, beautys rare, but..its not about face.