Monopoly

Have you ever heard of the game monopoly?

I thought the losers had to pay?

This man’s been telling me he loves me, but really just wants to play…

And what does “I love you” really mean?

Have you ever heard these people talk?

They don’t really want to invest in all your property,

they just want your boardwalk.

And this silly game had been driving me crazy,

until I finally began to see.

That all those things he had been saying,

were only playing me.

Like when he told me I looked so pretty,

and praised my beautiful name...

But would keep are relationship hidden,

like true love is just a game.

Well, who are you, a Hasbro or Parker brother?

I think I’d rather play the game of Life.

Than to keep letting you pass through go,

because you don’t know what property to call a wife.

And I almost forfeited the whole game,

but my pride wanted to kick your ass.

Although I looked pretty poor when we were playing,

I figured it all out, pretty fast.

So, while you were keeping your options open,

I thought to buy every available space.

And now I practically own everything but the bank,

including the deed to Park place.

And all you got left is a chance or a community chest,

or to sit in jail for free.

Because the only thing there’s left to buy,

is the electric company.

And I would give you a promissory note if I could,

but you can’t pay back what is due.

Because, while you were bouncing all around the board,

I bought a hotel or two.

And I’m just waiting for you to give up and realize,

that I became the most rich…

And you have nowhere left to turn, without hearing,

“rent’s due… Bitch!”