Papi from Greenback by Old Man Mike

I remember when
I'd be the only one
That shed say those words to
She called me

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

Never would there
Be a time
That she'd address
Anybody else
Or even speak that way

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

Now I see her
Walking down
That street
And she's calling out
To everybody she meets

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

I could only
Grit my teeth
And my
Knuckles whiten
In disbelief

(Wheres she gone?
I saw her coming this way
I swear I saw her this way
Oh wait a minute.
There she is
Sigh)

I could easily
Lose my shit
But I stay inside
Its so discreet

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

Idle hands
Make demons weak
They don't know
The cards
Are up my sleeve

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

She sits at the bar
Chatting some fucking Geezah
He's wearing white shirt and
Clean as fuck sneakers.
I’ve got a T-shirt
Fraying edge collar
He’s got a black card
I’ve got scrumpled up dollars
My molars grind tight
Like I’m chewing through solder
Electrical lights shine so bright
Yet they’re colder
I once was her hero
The Fox to her Mulder
But times change
I’m no good
And this girl
Won’t call me her

Papi
Papi
Papi papi papi
Papi papi

Weight of the world now
Is left on my shoulder.
Give me your hand so I
Only could hold her
The chance we take last
Is the one that slips forward
Between empty fingers
Winters thaw takes longer

Now diving much deeper
Inside my own thoughts I
Can see maybe I
never earned the reward of her
Trust in my side,
in my heart
or my world and I
curse on the day that
I ever thought I was her

(Papi)

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