Words and Music by Matt Hanley
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I miss someone like Forrest missed Jenny
I get no game. I used to get plenty
Learned the inside out when I bounced with her
I could see her bra. I recall each color
Black pink and red. Yeah yeah
The colors of her underwear
She’s overseas. I’m under nourished
Pray my loneliness ends with a flourish
We write emails whenever we can
Sometimes we Skype. Sometimes we IM
Black pink and red. Yeah yeah
The colors of her underwear
She said to me Hold on
I’m coming for a visit
Pinched myself, in disbelief
Then she showed the ticket
I have no game. Next month I’ll have her
Get to see her bra. I can guess the colors
Black pink and red
Yeah yeah
She’ll wear black pink and red
Yeah yeah
I’ll see black pink and red
Yeah yea
The colors of her underwear
© 2020 by Matthew P. Hanley (BMI)