A solo spoken-word performance that follows a narrator spotting an attractive woman on the street, then dreaming of her on a beach. He uses a playful "hello, hello" refrain throughout, mixing flirtation with daydreams of money, cars, and rooftop spas.
I'm walking down the street with some evil in my eye and some thoughts in my head that were making me feel high. On my head was a hoodie, in my ears was some bass. I was walking my dog when I saw that sexy face come towards me. I wear that little cheeky smile. If she was a phone, I'd pick her up and dial the phone. Fire brigade, or 000. She stopped me in my tracks, I said, "I'm off." Hello, hello. Hello, hello. I was sleeping in the sand with some dreams in my head that were causing an extension to the towel on my bed, and the waves were rolling up the coast on those lakes like that sweet beach villa with the centerfold spread. In the midst of the slumber, heard some footsteps creeping, and I woke to discover the woman I've been dreaming. She knelt down beside, said, "Can I share your pillow?" I rolled over and I said, "Well, hello, hello." Oh, hello, hello. Some like money making, some like cars, and some like the houses with the rooftop spas.
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