Got my Payless shoes and my Old Navy Jeans
My Hollister hoodie falling apart at the seams
Like Deena Jones and the Dreams
I'm just sharing my songs
To right the wrongs
And buy new tongs
Cause mine be rusty
So please just trust me
And remember that the only Springfield worth her salt is Dusty
"Oh Phyllis," they say, "How you thrill us"
But black folks says "I know you gone kill us"
No, I won't, I say, but I don't got to like you
If you was on my stage I wouldn't even let them mike you
You tyke, you,
You gotta understand
It was the way I grew up gets me just a pattin' on the hand
Phyllis pro-fraternity
Phyllis pro-sorority
Phyllis like you all unless you part of a minority
Updated On: 10/17/07 at 05:06 PM