Are You Sure, Or Are You North Sure Testo

VERSE ONE
Once upon a rhyme
Some upper crust MCs tried to rap in time.
Return ticket to Warrawee, North Shore line
Ask Tim Bailey ❝Jess we❝re lookin fine!❝
Our migrant cleaner comes when our fingers does click,
Don❝t dig Squinters short shorts and nasty tricks,
Westies are only good for laying our bricks,
Or being ignored like weapons inspector Hans Blix.
Train approaches a stop,
I focus on a girl, licking on a lollypop,
The hottest thing since the spud that dropped,
Tried to talk but the beat stopped.
CHORUS ONE
If she was a nail (I❝d nail her).
If she was a donkey (I❝d tail her).
If she was Sir Lancelot (I❝d holy grail her).
But I❝m a fucking failure!
An albino impersonating Wendell Sailor.
It ain❝t easy, living on the North Shore,
But I do, love you.
Your friends, your car, your money, what your parents do,
If you, if you can❝t see everything I owns Armani,
I can find another man to take care of me.
VERSE TWO
If she wanted to go down I❝d let her,
God knows I should know better.
There❝s no better fetta than a
Girl with long socks and an Irish setter
From the North Shore Upper,
Daddy❝s a lawyer, mama❝s on the cuppa
TEA!
What have I got to do to get her to like me,
Some beige strides boat shoes short back and sides.
She plays lawn tennis on the weekends,
Talkin bout Pears for hair, tricky tupperware,
Shopping with her friends, drivin daddy❝s Benz,
Wouldn❝t be seen in glasses -
Coloured contact lense!
CHORUS TWO
If she was a post card (I❝d mail her).
If she was a male (hello sailor).
If she was a wall or a fish (I❝d scale her).
But I❝m a fucking failure!
An albino impersonating Wendell Sailor.
It ain❝t easy, living on the North Shore,
But I do, love you.
Your friends, your car, your money, what your parents do,
If you, if you can❝t see everything I owns Armani,
I can find another man to take care of me.
BRIDGE
VERSE THREE
You❝ve gotta take a chance,
You need a new postcode to get in my pants.
Look I study media and communications,
I can❝t be seen with no non-caucasians.
Daddy likes me to dress to impress for all special occasions.
So I didn❝t buy my car but I chose the interior,
Don❝t look at me with those eyes, sordid motives ulterior.
I think a lot of things,
Like the ideal social structure is feudal,
And our currency should be apple strudel,
You could spend it, or eat it!
CHORUS THREE
If she was a nerd (I❝d email her).
If she liked movie trivia (I❝d Fantale her).
If she was Andrew Chan (I❝d gaol her).
But I❝m a fucking failure!
An albino impersonating Wendell Sailor.
It ain❝t easy, living on the North Shore,
But I do, love you.
Your friends, your car, your money, what your parents do,
If you, if you can❝t see everything I owns Armani,
I can find another man to take care of me.