No baby, no baby, don’t touch that
Could you please be still? (Baby, STOP)
No baby, you can’t have that, until you eat your dinner
Guess I gotta treat you like a baby girl
You’re the cutest, you’re the cutest thing oh oh
But you can’t always get your way, like a baby girl
I wanna keep that smile on your face, all for it
But it ain’t easy, you won’t make it easy
I’ll stack these magazines in the corner
After I’m done with them
And I still got the same hope that I started with
That you’ll be in one of them
My camera shed some tears since you left him
With nothing, with nothing
I got a question I wanna ask my momma
But shes been gone for some years now
I need the answers I want to ask my friends
But they’re to cool to be honest
And she’s gone take it the wrong way if I question her
It just might break her heart man
I can’t ask my girl
Maybe I should just be clear
It sucks not having you here
There ain’t a better way to say
Other than how I just said it, clear, clear, clear, clear
Like a bottle of Evian, you can see through me
My ego ain’t here
Yeah
I’m hitch hiking love
Could you take me to the hills
I’m not heavy no, I promise
I heard you could fly, could you try..
I’m humming to the song playing in my head when I first met you
And I’m looking through the pictures in the shoebox under my bed
And I swear, every conversation that I have
Someone brings up your name, just this one day I don’t know
Maybe if I board a plane, I could be at the sunrise
Better yet grab a hammer and start breaking the clocks (those damn clocks)
No, I don’t wanna think about him
I don’t wanna dream about him
I don’t wanna talk about him
I don’t wanna call him
This day doesn’t even exist
I keep praying that it won’t exist no more
If a Explain tree fell in the forest
And no one was around to hear it
Baby, does it go boom?
Does it go boom?
If I have love for ya
But you were never close enough to feel it
Is my love any good?
Is my love any good?
Oh…
Our pillows ain’t giving no comfort
And the fan is blowing way too loud
Even my heartbeat wakes me up
And I can’t drown it out
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I catch Z’s at work now
So they’re gonna fire me soon
But I’ve been dreamin’ of our love
I wish my new day job was you
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She singing bitch I’m paid, that’s all I gotta say, I’m like who knew?
That after all the years I’d make a Weezy fan out of you too
When I met you, you were Thom Yorke, Chris Martin and U2
When you met me I was Three 6, Pimp C, Bun B, 8Ball and MJG, yeah
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