i was talking to my one black friend
realized she was gorgeous then
i thought we'd be a perfect couple
too bad she's got a nice boyfriend
we lived in the same apartment complex
i kept meaning to tell her day after next
i am sure he's cool and probably no trouble
but i think i am better for you now watch me flex
could you wrap your cocoa arms here
i can't keep on waiting
am i gonna have to show you some tears
pump up my heart to get respect
we moved apart as people often do
off to the city when school was through
i thought i'd see her much more often
she's working as a lawyer up by nyu
grew up thirty minutes from each other
in the southeast dirt and humid thunder
i always thought we were quite the same
now she's tying the knot with a new white lover
could you turn your midnight eyes here
i can't keep on waiting
am i gonna have to show you some tears
pump up my heart to get respect
don't be hating
hating on a boy thinks you're the best
waiting on love just like the rest
wonder if i'll go to the wedding
destination in a summer setting
will i speak or hold my peace
forever is the wrong direction to be heading
can i talk about our love in old age
would we be widowed and out of place
even if i'm in a rocking chair
i'll drop my cane at our first embrace