There once was a girl named Ginger
who enter the world to see what she could do
life was thrown at her
she learned her lessons and knew
She stood where she could see
and declared to her mother and father
It was her time to flee
run run
as fast as you can
you can't catch me
I’m the Ginger woman
her mother's face dropped to a pout
while her father stood with a shout
Come Back!
No no
you dirty witch
I’d rather run
Then be your bitch
Out the door and down the street
around the corner and through the town
She traveled fast, quick on her feet
outside of a store
stood a manager having a smoke
run run
as fast as you can
you can't catch me
I’m the Ginger woman
With a flick he put it out on the floor
For Ginger he claimed he had a job, no joke
No no
you dirty witch
I’d rather run
Then be your bitch
Outside his home, she saw a young man
His eyes twinkled as he showed her a smile
run run
as fast as you can
you can't catch me
I’m the Ginger woman
He simply opened his arms
Claiming to keep her from all harms.
She didn’t know it was a trick
And fell in love with this man
Only to find out later that he was a prick.
A kiss to him she blew
While he, to her, in the house he threw
What the hell
you fucking prick?!
Treat me like that
And I’ll never touch your dick
Well well
You dirty witch
No longer can you run
‘Cause you’re now my bitch
About the Creator
Karen
Writing the words in my head and in my heart.
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