LAND-LADY
I went in search of a decent flat
got chased out like a stray cat
(awwww)
I’m standing here in this heat
on a street in Vile Parle East
(ewwww)
Outcomes the furious land lady
to checkout if I'm shady
(hmmmm)
My resume lacks the twinkle
I’m Muslim and I'm single
(ohhhhhhh)
She says sorry no can’t do
Only give it to a pious Hindu
(oh noooo)
I tell her she’s a big fat whore
To my face-she slams the door
(hahaha)
Oh, dear land-lady
Trust me I’m not Shady
Not gonna scream Allahu-Akbar
and blow everyone into a vapour
It’s the twentieth rejection this week
I’ve tried almost every technique
(poor boyyy)
I told them I won’t eat no meat
I’ll be completely discreet
(shhhhhh)
No drugs No booze on I went
swore punctuality with the rent
(agghhhhhh)
I even quoted the constitution
still, no freakin solution
(well, fuckkkkk!)
Oh, dear land-lady
Trust me I’m not Shady
Not gonna scream Allahu-Akbar
and blow everyone into a vapour.
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