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Dis is our "Caz" song, written by da talented Caz n Mousy Poo
Dear Mouse,
I called u but u hung up on me, i sed hello u sed good bye then u sed call me!
I called 2 times n now its Autumn , u mustve forgot me or sumthin ... sumtimes i stutter 2 much when im talkin...
But anyways effit, wats bin up? hows ur bf?
My bf's sexy 2, 'n ill make him a father
If i dun have a daughter, guess wat im gunna call it?
Im gonna name it Rug
i read about ur stomach bug.... 2, im sorry
I had a stomach ache 2, but now its gone 'n...
I no u probly here this everyday
but ur one of my best frends
I even go 2 the same skool where we gotst Sam
I seen ur room full of hot posters and pictures... damn!
I like dat one of Eminem 2, dat pic was mad
Anyways i hope u get this man, hit me bak, just 2 chat, truly yours, ur kewlest friend this is Stan...
I mean Cazzzzzzzzzzzzz
my musk stik broke n im wondrin y i
dont got no coke at all
my morning tea just makes me fatter
n i cant write at all
even if i could it'd all be gay
but the pictures on our book...
it reminds me, that its not so bad, its not so bad...
Dear Mouse
U still aint called my home
I hope u have a chance
I aint mad
I just think it sad
U dun call bak ur frends...
If u didnt wanna talk 2 me on da telefone
i wouldnt make u
but u couldve let sarah, coz wats it take u?
im like her little sista man
im only 14
i waited on the telefone 4 u
for 4 minutes
with that gay piano music
n u just sed hi
thats pretty crummy man
ur kinda like my friend
i wanna talk 2 u sumtimes
i like u more than i like Sean,
i aint that mad
tho i just dun like being hung up on
remember when we did that 4 way?
u sed if i talked u would talk bak
c im just like u in a way
i neva liked my brother neither
he always used 2 fite with me n beat me
i can relate 2 wat ur sayin on the fone
so when i have a crummy day
i drift away n call u up
cos i dun really got much else
so that helps when im depressed
i even got a tatoo of a chicken, dat washed off...
sumtimes i even exercise 2 c the hot guys at the gym
cos like the adrenalin... It aint enough 4 me
c everything u say is real
n i respect u coz u tell it
my bf's jealous
coz im talkin 2 u 24/7
but he dunno u like i no u mouse
no one duz
he dont no wat its like 4 ppl like us growin up
u betta call me now
ill be the only frend u eva lose
sencerly yours, caz
ps. we should get smashed 2gether 2
my musk stik broke n im wondrin y i
dont got no coke at all
my morning tea just makes me fatter
n i cant write at all
even if i could it'd all be gay
but the pictures on our book...
it reminds me, that its not so bad, its not so bad...
Dear Mrs I-dun-talk-2-my-frends...
This'll be the last email i eva send u
its been one day n still no call
i dun deserve it
i no u got my last 2 fone calls
i typed the numbers in just perfect
so this is my last thing im sendin u
i hope u read it
im on a chair rite now
im spinning round, coz its got wheels... i need a free-way
hey mouse,
u drunk all sarah's vodka
i dare u 2 drive
in ur bucket seats... haha
u no the song by eminem? called stan
about that rapper who could've wrote 2 his fan
but didnt, n then felt so bad, when stan killed himself?
that's kinda how this is
u coulda called me...
now it's too late
im goin 2 sydney 2morrow...
n all i wanted was a lousy email or a call
i hope u no, im keeping all the pictures on our book
ur my frend mouse, we couldve shared a house...
think about it... we'd ruin it tho, with all our parties...
n our neighbours wouldnt sleep, or even dream about it
n when we woke them from good dreams, they'd get no sleep
n they'd scream about it
n our consciences would eat at us, n then we'd laugh about it...
c mouse (shut up nick, im tryna think...)
hey mouse, that's my brother yelling at me from the pantry
but i didnt video it, i just locked him up
c i aint like u
coz if he eats 2 much, he'll burst aswell
n then he'll be on television 2
well gotta go
im almost gettin bored now
just wait one second.... I gotta send this thing out...
my musk stik broke n im wondrin y i
dont got no coke at all
my morning tea just makes me fatter
n i cant write at all
even if i could it'd all be gay
but the pictures on our book...
it reminds me, that its not so bad, its not so bad...
Dear Caz,
I tried to call you earlier but the line was busy,
You said you could get yourself pregnant oh my god really?
Wow, Its really cool for you to call your baby that;
You know come to think of it Rug would make a good dad!
I'm sorry I didn't call you after home n away,
I musta missed you.
I don't think I did that crap intentionally just to diss you!
Hey Caz whats this crap about me puttin Sarah on the phone?
We didn't coz we wanted u to be alone
You got some tissues Caz?
I need to blow my nose,
God Damn that things so long its like a friggin' hose!
And whats this junk about your tattoo of a chicken,
No wonder it came off you were always pickin'!
I really think you and Rick need each other,
If youz broke up he'd be an asshole like ur brother!
Or maybe he just needs to treat you better,
I hope you get to read this letter;
I just hope it e-mails to you just fine,
before you hurt yourself
i think that you'll be doin just fine;
if you give da chair a rest a little.
I'm glad it inspires you.
But Caz try to understand,
that I do want you as my friend.
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit.
I seen this on thing on Channel [V] that made me sick.
Some girl was pickin' her nose and jumped way off a bridge,
and made her boyfriend sit in the car and look after some little kid,
and in the car they found a e-mail but it didn't say who it was to,
Come to think about it.
It was you!
Quick some1 get a tan!!! DAMN!!
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