The Girl Next Door

Mama,
I have finally talked to her,
Awinja is her name,
Tall with short curl hair
The girl next door
The girl who is after your son's heart,
The same who's beauty i stammer for.

Mama,
You must see her,
So gorgeous she is,
Like the Ramogi hills her breast stands on her chest,
She be my queen and i,
her king.

Mama,
She is my sunshine,
My only sunshine,
She makes me happy
When the clouds are grey
When i see her face,
There is not a thing
that i would change cause she is amazing.

Mama,
Her mere site give's me this irrevocable feeling,
Joy whenever i see her,
I'm pleased by her appearance,
That give's me assurance,
that i have finally found,
My better me.

Mama,
She walk's like a model
she grants my wishes like
a genie in a bottle,
I wonder if she find's herself prettier,lovier?
Than those who she spends time with,
Her eyes are enchanting,she
take's my breath away,
Whenever i see her.

Mama,
Awinja, i must have,
I want her to be the mother of
my kids
Tell her mother i want her daughter's
Hand in marriage,
Tell her mother
with pomp and glamor i will take her
daughter,
Missing her is no option.
Ooh, Awinja daughter of my mother in law to be.