Stranger In My Street

Walking on the road,

Straight off to my favorite shop,

Singing piggi pop,

Met a guy in a little shot.

Lost in his own thoughts,

Watching him as a stalker I slowed.

He was smart, handsome but bold,

I was snub, getting my heart falling on.

I was about to ask his name,

He said what's your name?

Praising his vocal cords,

I got my lips sewed.

Walking on he slipped on the slope,

Flipping his hate, his wig get dropped.

Standing on he was furrowed,

His jacket get blown and he was drowned.

Smiling on how he was screwed,

I told him my name.

His charms were shattered,

And I wasn't willing to ask his whereabouts.

Living in this neighborhood,

Never met a person with load.

Getting on my way I tiptoed,

Back to my favorite shop.