Sunday, April 08, 2007

a sweet talking sugar coated candyman

she dont care about my car
she dont care about my money
and thats real good because i dont got a lot to spend
but if i did it wouldnt mean nothing

she likes me for me
not because i look like Tyson Beckford
with the charm of Robert Redford
oozing out my ears
but what she sees
are my faults and indecisions
my insecure conditions
and the tears upon the pillow that i shed

she dont care about my big screen
or my collection of dvds
things like that just never mattered much to her
plus she dont watch too much t.v

and she dont care that i can fly her
to places she aint never been
but if she really wants to go
i think deep down she knows that
all she has to say is when

she likes me for me
not because i hang with Leonardo
or that guy who played in "Fargo"
i think his name is Steve
shes the one for me
and i just cant live without her
my arms belong around her
and im so glad i found her once again

and im so glad i found her once again
and im so glad i found her once again

gazing at the ceiling
as we entertain our feelings in the dark
the things that we're afraid of are gonna show us
what we're made of in the end

she likes me for me
not because i sing like Pavarotti
or because i am such a hottie
i like her for her
not because shes phat like Cindy Crawford
she has got so much to offer
why does she waste all her time with me
there must be something there that i dont see

she likes me for me
not because im tough like Dirty Hairy
make her laugh just like Jim Carrey
unlike the Cable Guy
but what she sees
is that i cant live without her
my arms belong around her
and im so glad i found her once again
(she loves me for me) found her once again
(she loves me for me) once again
(she loves me for me) im so glad i found her once again


though its a pretty old song from 1999, and i heard it just a few days ago on the radio at a shopping mall, i simply fell in love with it. and i cant listen enough of it. when i tried finding its music video, i was shocked to realise that the singer is a nigglo. really doesnt sound like, more like those famous (white) boy bands.

yesterday went out with leslie, my darling lol. he sure happy to see this sentence. anyway didnt want to go in the beginning because he had soccer in the morning then was raining too. didnt have anywhere to go either, so we just boarded the 105 bus from the bus stop near my house to orchard. went to far east to shop around, and we stayed there until dinner. so we left to wisma where he found a nice orange top at topshop but the size was quite big, and sadly no more smaller size already. too bad! though it made my heart itchy, it was really a swell top. after that it was pretty late already, so we headed back toa payoh and wanted to drink the almond paste. but the shop closing already, no more also. took this picture using the timer shot, and edited it to look kind of classic.

look like those kind of photos my parents took back then. xD

heres a music video which i like! like every bit of the video. :) the story of white girl and black boy.